Chapter 7. Sonja's test
Arriving back about 3 p.m. pleasantly tired after a very enjoyable 12 miles walk
along quiet lanes and footpaths, Mary's bottom was becoming rather sore from the
chafing of her trousers but she wasn't complaining. The day had been bright but
very cold but walking kept them warm and the scenery superb. Both had enjoyed
their day out. It was such a contrast to life in the house where Mary felt she
was definitely a slave girl. Outdoors she was his equal. Each helped the other,
shared lunch and cups of hot drink.
Sonja had arrived a only few minutes earlier and was still in her car debating
whether to wait or go back to Mrs. Harris' place. After brief introductions
Vernon took Sonja's cases and they all went inside. Sonja watched as Vernon and
Mary dropped their rucsacs and took their outdoor muddy boots off in the porch.
"You really have been walking," Sonja commented, "I half wondered if it was a
ploy to have a day of nooky alone. Oooh its cold in here."
"We're sweating from the climb up the hill," replied Vernon "But Mary will light
the fire and I'll put up the central heating. You can put the kettle on and make
the tea for us and coffee for you of course."
Mary and Vernon had kept their outdoor clothing on until the fire was blazing,
the tea was brewing and the central heat was coming through. When they removed
their coats and big sweaters, Sonja noted sweat patches showing through the
backs of their shirts. "You two had better shower," Sonja remarked wrinkling her
nose to add emphasis to her suggestion, "I'll bring your tea through when its
ready."
"Come on Mary," Vernon laughingly said as he grabbed her arm, "We'd better get
cleaned up before there are more complaints about the smell!"
"You go first," Mary whispered in his ear. Vernon just continued pulling her
into the shower.
Closing the bathroom door Mary whispered, "Will she really bring the tea in
here?" and when given an affirmative answer she murmured, "But she will see me.
She will see what you did."
"If she doesn't see it now she will later. Better to get it over with."
Mary was washing Vernon's back when Sonja brought the tea. Placing the tray on a
stool she peeked around the shower curtain and came face to face with Mary's
colourful rear now somewhat accentuated by the hot water running over areas the
trousers had chafed. "My God, did he do that to you?" and without waiting for an
answer launched into a tirade at Vernon. "You perverted sadistic bastard. I can
see now why you dropped the charges, you just wanted to blackmail her into
letting you thrash her and fuck her. You wanted a sex slave. She had a choice of
prison or this. What a choice. But now the choice is really yours Mary. You can
sue him for grievous bodily harm and get your money that way."
"What would you have done then?" retorted Vernon, "Would you have left Rodrick
and his cronies to pursue the matter to its bitter end while keeping aloof from
her plight? Would you not have even listened to her story? You know the reason
she did it was because she was broke. Hounding her legally would have almost
certainly have sent her to prison and how would she have fared there? Claiming
damages would have made the Rodrick partnership richer and would have given me a
few paltry pounds but her house and its contents would have been sold to pay the
debt. She would have come out of prison penniless and homeless, with a criminal
record and very few prospects of getting a job. Was not mine a better
alternative than yours. She did have a choice and this is what she chose and
agreed to."
"You know very well that such an agreement could never be legally enforced apart
from being made under duress. You just wanted a woman to do things to a normal
person would not have allowed even for money. Mary you need to........"
"Shut up! The pair of you." Mary's shout interrupted the bickering pair.
Forgetting about her nakedness in her anger, she turned and faced Sonja whose
eyes took in the large tits and hairy, unshaved mound. "Look Sonja, I might have
been a desperate fool to think I could get away with the rape allegations but I
am not altogether stupid. Vern explained very clearly what he intended to do to
me. How he was going to thrash me. How I wouldn't be able to sit comfortably for
days afterward. How he was going to keep me as a slave for two weeks. I admit I
didn't realize at the time just how much hell and pain the punishment would
cause but once he started I had no choice. It seemed to go on for hours but it
was only a few minutes. Then there was more pain as he took me. But when it was
all over he did his best to comfort me and ease my suffering. I knew when I
signed it the agreement wasn't legal but neither was what I had done to him. The
thrashing has taken away some of the guilt I felt. It was a painful way of
exorcising the guilt but that part is over. I'm still sore but I can bear it and
get some enjoyment from other activities like the walk today." Sonja was about
to butt in but Mary continued, "You, Sonja, are a beautiful woman not a fat, shy
frump like me. Until I came here I had never had a real boyfriend and the only
people I knew were in the office and they were elderly. I was also very shy and
would never have dared to speak to another like I am doing to you now. Since
being here I have experienced pain but a lot of pleasure too. I don't regret how
this has turned out so far."
"On one point you are very wrong," Vernon interrupted, "You are not a fat frump.
Your figure might not grace the cover of Vogue but to me its more than
adequate."
Mary wasn't to sure of what he meant by the last remark but felt it was a
compliment. She continued, "It's been very unconventional but for the first time
I have experienced the love of a man. It may be naive to hope it might continue
after the agreement ends but at least I will have a job to go to. I am quite
resigned to submit for the next eleven days. Come what may. I started it. I got
what I deserved. So now you two can be friends again. Shake hands."
Sonja laughed, "I don't think this is a handshake job, its kiss and make up time
but that will have to wait until the water is turned off! Come on out, your teas
are getting cold - and so is my coffee."
Then on a more serious note she went on, "Mary, I have only once seen stripes
that bad on a person and that was on a man. His girlfriend was a dominant and at
a swingers couples party he bemoaned the fact that she rarely allowed him access
to her body. She retorted that he would only let her spank his arse. She wanted
to use the cane. The upshot was that he agreed to take twelve strokes of the
cane if she gave her body to him completely for the weekend. In front of us all
she bent him over the back of an armchair and tied his hands to the front legs.
She laid the cane on good and hard and after only two strokes he had to be
gagged. At the end of six she stopped, waited a little while and then removed
his gag. She asked him if he would settle for six for an evening with her or did
he want to take the full dozen for the whole weekend. He agreed to the dozen.
When she finished he was in one helluva state and had to be helped up. I doubt
he could do much for the rest of the evening and when we met a month later we
could still see traces of the stripes. I know you said you want to carry on here
for the rest of the period but if you change your mind overnight, then you can
come back to London with me."
"Thank you Sonja, but I will stay. I must purge my guilt. I know I could go away
from here now and Vern could do little about it. I would only have to visit a
doctor and I might have real cause for blackmail. But I intend to stay and
fullfil my agreement. Thanks for offering though."
Vernon and Mary dressed in robes and slippers. That was more covering than she'd
had on when Sonja looked in the shower, she thought. "That was some speech you
made, Mary. You don't usually say many words at a time," Vernon commented. By
now they were back in the main room with Sonja and Mary declined to answer.
"Have you anything to put on Mary's bum Vernon?" enquired Sonja.
"Yes, there is witch hazel that Mrs. Harris gave us on the mantel."
"You didn't tell her?" Sonja sounded shocked, "It'll be all over the village."
"No, silly, Mary slipped and sat heavily on a rock."
"Good job she didn't inspect the damage," laughed Sonja, "She would have thought
it a peculiar shaped rock! Here give me the bottle. Bend over the back of this
settee Mary, then we can have a good look at the odd rock marks."
"There is also aloe vera cream and a spray in the bathroom."
"I think the cream would be better for the massage I had in mind," Sonja
grinned.
She applied the cream, gently, massaging the sore areas and more forcefully
between Mary's thighs and be cunt lips. Understandably Mary began to respond
despite her reservations about having a woman toy with her there. "She likes it
Vernon," Sonja stated, thrusting a finger into Mary's vagina and massaging its
internal depths. "You've a hot little piece here or perhaps not such a little
piece. These shy ones have hidden depths once they have been plumbed." Sonja
concentrated her massage on Mary's clitoris and her skilled fingers were not
long in bringing her to orgasm. "Was being wanked by a woman a first for you?"
enquired Sonja, rather crudely. Mary just nodded her head and blushed yet again.
"Well if you two ladies have finished playing, can I have a turn?" Vernon had
opened his robe to reveal an erect cock. He entered Mary.
"No! Not in front of her! Please. Please no." Mary appealed but it was too late
Vernon was already in and pumping steadily. Seeing the two ladies perform had
stimulated him and it as not long before he shot his load into her. Pausing for
a minute or two to regain his breath, he withdrew, walked to the other side of
the settee and presented his softening cock to Mary's mouth. She had done it
before but not in front of anyone else. She wouldn't open her mouth, not in
front of Sonja.
Crack! Sonja's hand solidly hit her poor arse. "Aaahh." She cried out in pain
but in doing so opened her mouth sufficiently for Vernon's cock to enter. It was
then too late to refuse and it took only a few minutes to clean the residue from
his spending and her lubrication. Vernon closed his dressing gown and allowed
Mary to get up. "Thanks, Mary. It was great. You really don't have to be
embarrassed in front of Sonja, you know. She's been there and done that. Now I
think we had better see Sonja's presentation or perhaps it would save time if
you cooked dinner for us."
"What shall I cook? The steaks in the fridge?"
"Whatever you feel like doing. I'm sure you'll produce something nice. Cook for
two and a half people - Sonja eats like a sparrow!"
Vernon and Sonja sat around the computer discussing the new presentation and
Stuart's alterations. From the exclamations, Mary guessed Vernon was very
pleased with the work both of them had done. Mary prepared and started the
vegetables cooking. Soon the smell from griddled steaks and frying onions made
them all feel hungry. "Open a bottle of red wine, Vernon please, That should go
well with the steak," Sonja requested. There was only white wine in the cupboard
so Vernon volunteered to pop down to the pub and get a bottle. He dressed
quickly and went to the door.
"Don't be long, I can't keep the steaks for many minutes without them getting
dried up," called Mary as he left. In any case she didn't really want to be left
alone with Sonja.
"If your plan had worked, how much were you going to demand from Vernon?" Sonja
asked.
"A £1,000 to tide me over until I got a job."
"Is that all? Some one would have paid that to take your virginity in a whore
shop. And you were prepared to send him to prison for that small amount?"
"That seemed a lot to me," Mary replied, "And I was going to drop the charges as
soon as he agreed to pay."
"You really are a naive little miss. You probably believe that you love him -
and that he loves you and that you will live happily ever after when the
fortnight is over. I doubt if Vernon sees it that way. I think the longest he
has kept a woman is about a month. He gets bored with them in a short while. He
enjoys getting them into bed but once the novelty of that is passed, he looks
for fresh conquests. I am sorry to have to say this but don't be surprised if he
dumps you when you return home."
With tears in her eyes Mary retorted, "You seem to have been together with him
for a while."
"Yes, but he knows I am a loner, a free spirit. I don't stick with any one
person. It was Stuart last night although there was only time for a quickie.
Vernon has to try and seduce me each time and of course we work together and
have to attend business meetings together."
"But he promised me a job when we get back."
"He'll keep his promise, I am certain of that. Did he promise a permanent job?"
"After a month's trial."
"Then I would wait until the end of that month before counting my chickens,"
said Sonja, "He may keep you on or he may not. All I am saying is, if he
promised you a month's work, then he will keep that promise but don't count on
anything after that as being a certainty."
Vernon had returned and heard the last remark. "So you two have been having a
little heart to heart talk while I was out of the way. By the watery look in
Mary's eyes it wasn't altogether to her liking. But to put your mind at rest
over the work Mary, from what I have seen of what you can do here, I think there
is little doubt I will offer you a permanent job if you want it. Did she also
offer to take you away again? No? Well she must have said something about my
having more women than you've had hot dinners." Sonja's hint of a smile told him
he was near to the truth. "What did she say Mary?"
"She said you would probably dump me after we got home."
"Mary, I promise you the job and Mary I do have feelings for you that I have not
had for most of the other women but after only three days I cannot promise that
I will have the same feelings at the end of the fortnight. We will just have to
see what develops."
"Stop the sermon, Vernon," sang Sonja, "And open the wine. Lets eat, drink and
be merry."
Sonja drank most of the wine. Vernon and Mary slowly sipped their one glass
each, neither of them caring too much for the taste but it went well with an
excellent meal. Vernon and Mary ate ravenously after walking in the fresh air
all day. Sonja picked at hers but ate most of what was on her plate. The
conversion returned to the presentation which left Mary on the sidelines and
feeling a little out of it. She washed up and was a little surprised when Vernon
left Sonja on the settee to help her dry dishes. "Don't take everything she says
to heart," Vernon whispered in her ear, giving her a hug at the same time.
Vernon stoked the fire and sat on the settee between the two ladies. He put his
arm around Sonja and said, "You now something Sonja?"
"What?"
"You and I are over dressed. Come on, get up and put your robe on."
"You want me to do a strip tease in front of innocent Mary?"
"No, in front of not so innocent me."
Sonja sorted in her suitcase for the robe and standing between the two occupants
of the settee and the fire, slowly stripped off her town suit, blouse, bra and
knickers until she was completely naked. Mary almost wanted to look away but
with Vernon holding her close she didn't have the chance. Sonja twirled and
displayed her body to the couple. "What do you think, Mary?" she asked.
"You're very beautiful, Sonja, I wish I had a body like that."
"Don't keep putting yourself down, Mary," Vernon said a little crossly, "I have
said it before and I am saying it again, you have a very nice body. Not everyone
wants a beanpole."
"Thanks a lot Vernon," Sonja laughed as she picked up a cushion to throw at him.
Mary wondered why Sonja laughed so much. Perhaps it was just part of her bubbly
personality. Part of what was required of a personal assistant. Putting on her
robe Sonja told Vernon it was now his turn to do a strip tease. His robe was
still on the back of the chair where he'd left it to go for the wine so entering
into the spirit of things he danced around to the chair, stripping off his top
clothes as he went. Only when he returned to the fire did he remove his pants to
reveal a semi-hard cock.
"You can't keep a good boy down," remarked Sonja as she reached out to grab the
organ. "Come her boy, its time I felt you inside me." Sonja rolled lengthwise on
the settee so her head was in Mary's lap and her legs were overhanging the chair
arm. Spreading her legs wide she invited Vernon in and soon the pair were
rutting away like a pair of rabbits. Once he was well in, Sonja crossed her legs
behind Vernon's back and held him to her. Mary half watched. Part of her wanted
to look away in disgust, the other part was fascinated. She had never seen any
others make love - fuck. Sonja was screaming at him to do it harder, Vernon was
grunting away as he strove to fulfill her needs. Sonja came a minute or two
before Vernon and both lay together for a while. Indeed Vernon was held in
position by Sonja's entwined legs.
When they eventually parted Mary wondered if he would make Sonja suck him clean
like he made her. "No, no please," she cried as Vernon came and held his prick
toward her mouth. "It's been inside her surely you don't expect me to......"
"Yes, my little slave girl, I do and afterwards you will clean Sonja."
"Oh no."
"Remember what you promised earlier slave girl. I keep my promises, you must
keep yours however repugnant they may seem at first."
Mary opened he mouth and cleaned his organ as she had done before. "Now that
didn't hurt you and it wasn't too unpleasant was it?" Vernon enquired. Mary
shook her head. Vernon lead her to Sonja's still parted thighs. Sperm leaked
from her cunt. Mary tried to move away but Vernon was holding her. "Kneel," he
commanded.
Kneeling brought he face level with the dripping cunt. "You have already tasted
my spunk and found it not too unpleasant so get to it and clean Sonja. Tongue
out." He pushed her head until Mary's lips touched Sonja's cuntal lips. "Start
licking and give her a good time like she did to you."
Tentatively her tongue probed and licked the area around Sonja's vagina. Sonja
moaned, "Put in inside." Slowly, uncertainly Mary's tongue invaded the inside of
Sonja's cunt. The more she licked, the more Sonja moaned and writhed her body.
Her legs now tightly gripped around Mary's neck so she had no chance of moving
her head away by even a fraction of an inch. "Suck my clit." Mary knew from her
experience earlier that this would probably lead to an orgasm for Sonja and
release for her so she went about the task enthusiastically. Surprising herself,
she found her own pussy was becoming wet and she wanted to rub it but her arms
were above the legs locked around her neck.
"Aaahh" Sonja cried out as she climaxed, "You're learning fast Mary. Thanks."
Released at last, Mary wanted to rub herself but was still too shy to do so in
front of the others. She got up and went to the loo, peed and then rubbed
herself a little but didn't think she could stay in there long enough to bring
herself off.
Returning to the settee she found the pair sitting as they had been earlier with
Vernon in the centre, Sonja on his right. Mary sat the other side. Soon Vernon's
arms pulled the pair close to him. They watched TV till 9 o'clock when Mary got
up to make hot chocolate. Sonja declined. She finished the wine instead. 9.30
and Sonja suggested an early night but Mary had reservations as to what that
might entail. It was a bit of a madhouse in the bathroom as the three of them
tried to clean teeth, piss, fiddle with hair. Mary had offered to wait but the
others wouldn't hear of it and dragged her in. All hung their robes on the peg
behind the door so they were only clad in slippers. Sonja claimed the loo first.
As she peed she grabbed Vernon's cock and put it in her mouth. It started to
harden. She took it out as she had a thought, "Has she had a drink from here
yet?"
"You can't mean to drink his ......" Mary looked alarmed and horrified.
"His piss, yes," confirmed Sonja.
"No, no you can't mean it."
"I hadn't planned on it for a bit but perhaps now is as good a time as any. But
first Sonja I think you ought to show her what to do. What do you think?" Vernon
asked.
This was not what Sonja had expected. She didn't really want to drink any
herself but didn't want to lose face by refusing. It wouldn't be the first time
she had tasted piss, one of her past girlfriends had introduced her to it but
Sonja didn't really enjoy it or the taste it left behind in her mouth.
"Okay," she said, "I'll show her with your first spurt and she can take the
rest."
"No, please, that's just too disgusting," Mary pleaded, "I can't do it. I won't
do it."
"Your little slave girl is getting stroppy, Vernon. Are you going to let her get
away with it or punish her until she does do as she is asked?"
Vernon thought Sonja was pushing Mary along a bit too hard but didn't want to
back down. Turning to Mary he asked, "Are you really refusing to do this?"
"Please Vernon, I can't do it. Don't make me. Please."
"Stay here," he ordered. Vernon went to the cardboard box and removed a pair of
wrist cuffs and the suede flogger. Mary struggled but with Vernon holding her it
was not difficult for Sonja to fasten Mary's hands behind her back. "Now Mary,
you must learn to be a proper slave for the next few days. You must do as I
order however repugnant and humiliating or unpleasant it may seem. I promised I
would not harm you permanently and I know drinking piss may seem unthinkable to
you as was many of the other things we have done in the last few days, but you
will do it. However, as a token of goodwill, I will drink yours first."
"Vernon, you can't mean it!"
"Stand in the shower." When she complied Vernon told her to spread her legs and
then noticing she still had her slippers on, removed them and his as well. Tear
were once again running down Mary's cheeks but Vernon took no notice. Instead he
knelt and placed his open mouth over her opening, his arms gripped her thighs.
"Give it to him Mary, "Sonja demanded.
"I can't, I can't. It won't come."
Swish. Crack! Sonja has swung the flogger and laid it across Mary's breasts. A
second strike followed. "Do it!" Sonja again demanded raising her arm as if
preparing for a third strike.
Red stripes appeared across both breasts. The pain was pretty intense but
nothing like the thrashing she'd had on the first day. Never-the-less she didn't
want any more and somehow she managed to let herself go. Vernon took it as a
matter of principle to keep his mouth open. He swallowed some of the liquid but
much ran down his face and down Mary's legs. He had never done this before and
didn't get much enjoyment from it. "Why did Sonja even suggest it?" he thought.
He kept his mouth to her cunt even after she had finished peeing, licking her
labial lips and sucking her clitoris hoping to stimulate and give her a little
pleasure but she showed no signs of response.
"Sit on the loo," he told her, "I've had my drink now it is the turn of the pair
of you." For the first time he really noticed the stripes across Mary's breasts.
Gently rubbing the sore area he turned to Sonja, "Was it necessary to hit her so
hard?"
"Yes, and it worked. She may even need another dose before she will accept
yours. I'd like to redden them more." Vernon helped Mary whose wrists were still
cuffed to sit.
"Kneel alongside Mary," Vernon said to Sonja, "Remember you started this and you
are going to have the first mouthfuls from me."
Sonja, still holding the flogger, did as he requested and with a show of
nonchalance, took his prick into her mouth. With her forefinger and thumb she
squeezed the base of the prick but Vernon immediately knew she intended to
control and even stop the flow. "Take you hand away," he ordered, "You will have
what I think will be half and Mary the other half and I will control it."
His fingers replaced Sonja's. "Start drinking." He'd done this once before with
a prostitute but this was different. Sonja wasn't being paid and was only
pretending to be willing; Mary was definitely being forced. He felt sorry for
her but wouldn't back down. His stream started and with his prick well down in
her throat, Sonja had to drink more than she had intended, even so some spilled
over her chin and dripped down on to her tits. She choked a little. Vernon
squeezed the base of his cock to stop the flow and held it in front of Mary's
face. "Your turn now," he said.
Mary kept her mouth shut. "Open up!" Still her mouth remained closed. Sonja
acted. Pushing Vernon back she swung the flogger and connected with Mary's tit
flesh yet again. As Mary cried out in pain, Vernon inserted his cock. Giving her
a moment or two to calm herself he then restarted the flow forcing Mary to
swallow some. The taste wasn't quite as bad as she expected but it wasn't
pleasant and tended to burn her tonsils. She tried to pull away but Vernon's
hand was behind be head holding it close to him. Soon the flow eased and ceased
but to make Sonja believe he was giving Mary a full load, he kept his prick in
her mouth after he finished. It all ended in tears and recriminations. He
released Mary's cuffs and she stood up sobbing, "I hate you."
Vernon started the shower and each washed themselves off., Mary first. She
brushed her teeth vigorously and left the bathroom again with "I hate you." As
she lay in the bed she heard Vernon berating Sonja. "You bitch. There was no
need for that. Now you have turned her against me completely."
"Oh, you actually like her then?"
"We started to get along. She's different to all the others. I hope you liked
your drink too"
The altercation continued for some minutes before they both came into the
bedroom. Mary turned to lay with her face the wall. Vernon lay, spoon-like
against her with his one arm holding her close. She still sobbed quietly but
didn't respond to Vernon's gentle hugs. He tried massaging her neck. No
response. Gradually they all fell asleep.
Sometime in he night she awoke. Vernon's body was still pushed against her back
but there was another hand feeling its way between them. Mary didn't move. She
knew it must be Sonja's hand. The hand moved slowly down and by the movements
she knew it was playing with Vernon's cock.
Vernon woke as he felt his cock being rubbed to hardness. Sonja he thought. Once
she realised he was awake, Sonja pulled his cock causing him to turn and face
her. "Come on," she whispered, "Fuck and make up time." Her stimulation overcame
any reluctance on his part. He climbed on top of her, plunged his prick in and
vigorously pumped into her not caring if it woke Mary, not caring if it hurt
Sonja. It was soon over and he returned to his previous position against Mary.
She felt his wet prick against her bum but ignored it and just lay there as if
nothing happened. This was the best tactic she thought. Just ignore him. Do just
what the bastard says and no more. Vernon knew she was awake and was snubbing
him. "Why did that bitch Sonja do that?" He would like to have given her a
thrashing too but knew he didn't dare. And she had to drive back this morning to
promote and hopefully clinch the deal with the bank.
