ABBY MAYS REVENGE

Without speaking, both women led Christian down a long hallway before they stopped in front of what he assumed was a door leading to a bedroom.



“He can sleep in here!” Tina announced with a grunt as they both pushed him into the bedroom. The wooden floor was cold on Christian’s bare feet. He shivered, hunched over slightly, wanting to fold his arms in front of his chest.



“I’m cold!” Christian whined as Abby grabbed the hood and pulled it over his head, leaving him to stand in the darkened room with only a little light shining through the crack of the blind on the window well. A chill ran through his body as his sweat-dampened face and hair came into contact with the cool air in the room.



Suddenly Abby flicked the riding crop onto the floor causing it to make a distinct whipping sound.



“Quit your bitching!” Abby shouted causing an echo in the room. “Or next time you won’t be so lucky, that’s your warning!”



Christian jumped and cringed as he heard Abby shout and the sound of the riding crop coming in contact with the floor. He stood straight up, straightening his posture while he tried to cover his genitals with his hands again.



Tina quickly flicked on a pigtail light hanging slightly above, causing it to swing back and forth after she turned it on by the long, dangling string.



Christian squinted in the bright light. His eyes became focused in the light moments later as he noticed a pair of pin-striped pajama bottoms waiting for him on the bed.



“DON”T even THINK about trying to escape, Christian!” Abby hissed as she waved the riding crop.



Christian’s whole body tensed again from the sight of Abby waving the riding crop. His bottom lip quivered and trembled.



“Put those on!” Abby demanded pointing towards the pajama bottoms.



“My ass hurts like a fiery hell! I don’t want anything touching my skin there!” Christian pouted.



“Do it, or else, Christian!” Tina warned.



Christian winced, obeying their demands.



He took the pajama bottoms and ever so carefully slid them up his trembling legs. He paused just before sliding them up over his sore bottom.



“We’re waiting, Christian! Up over you’re ass!” Abby coaxed with sarcasm.



Christian winced in pain as the material brushed against his skin as he pulled them up over his throbbing a$$ cheeks.



Tina moved behind their submissive to enjoy the view of his of his tight firm a$$ in the thin, light-weight pants while Abby walked in front of him to enjoy the view of his erection, making her smile with satisfaction.



Without warning, the Dominant and the Mistress then shoved Christian onto the mattress, covered with a fitted beige-colored sheet.



Christian winced as he fell on the bed onto his backside grimacing in pain as he landed flat on his ar$e.



Since his butt cheeks still felt like they were on fire from the spankings, he scrambled to roll onto his side to alleviate the sheering pain.



“Let me go, godammit!” Christian yelled as the two women struggled to grab his wrists and restrain them to the wrought-iron headboard.



“NO!” You’re staying-for while, Christian!” Abby shouted back, her eyes narrowing.



Christian’s eyes narrowed with anger, glaring back at the Dominant. He sensed the sun was setting outside due to the lack of light coming in through the crack in the blind now.



“I have to go to work tomorrow morning!” Christian retorted with a snap as the two women secured his wrists.



“I think you’re lying and even if you did have to go to work, too bad, so sad, Christian!” Abby snapped back in retaliation.



Christian’s chest heaved, causing his breathing to become labored again.



He glanced at Tina with pleading eyes. “Please, let me go…..I promise I won’t tell anyone, just let me go!” Christian begged with a long pleading stare at the Dominant.



Tina shook her head as she leaned forward towards Christian and traced a finger along the underside of his shaft on the outside of his pajamas. “You still need to be a$$ fucked, Christian!”



Christian moaned. Prolonging the inevitable made him more incredibly squeamish and nervous.



“Goddammit! If that’s what this is all about, just do it and get it done and over with so that I can go home!” he begged as both women tightened the restraints making him wince again.



Tina glanced over at Abby across the bed. “I don’t know about you, Abby, but I kind of LIKE the idea of making him wait awhile and making him agonize wondering when his ass fuck will be, don’t you?”



“I think the unknown is better, Tina, I couldn’t agree with you more!” Abby winked at her. “I think I’d prefer to keep him guessing!” she said as an evil grin washed across her face while she squeezed Christian’s sac through the pajama bottoms.



Christian continued to struggle to break free, but couldn’t. He rolled his eyes and gave up flopping his head back onto the lumpy pillow.



“Nighty night, Christian…..sleep tight!” the women giggled as Tina draped a single sheet over top of his body and tucked it around him for added warmth.



Abby pulled the string on the pigtail light, leaving him in complete darkness and walked out the door.



“Bitches!” Christian cursed under his breath after they slammed the door shut. He could hear their footsteps walk farther away and another door slam.



“SHIT!” Christian cursed as he tried to maneuver on the bed so his a$$ would not hurt. He slid his feet up and tried to roll onto his side a little as best he could even though his wrists were restrained to the bed.



“Aaaaah, that’s a little better!” he sighed with relief as there was no pressure on his bottom now. “Whatta goddamn uncomfortable bed!” he sighed again.



Suddenly Christian heard the sounds of another man’s screams and moans in another room down the hallway.



“Son of a bitch! It’s a goddamn dungeon here!” Christian gasped in fear as he lay in the dark room, trembling in fear.



Afraid to fall asleep for fear of having his a$$ desecrated in the middle of the night, he opted not to even try.



Flashbacks to his rape by the Carver overwhelmed him forcing him to remember that it took a very long time to fall asleep at night after the rape.



Christian tossed and turned on the mattress, angry and restless. The stiff sheet made a rustling sound as he moved about.



Time seemed to drag and he dreaded morning, knowing the two b*tches would for sure be back at the crack of dawn, if not before.



Periodically during the night he could hear moans of the other man. He wondered if Abby and Tina tortured him the same also.



Once during the night he noticed a shadow of footsteps going by his door and stopped with a pause. His entire body tensed in anticipation that it might be Abby or Tina, but no one opened the door. As the shadows past, he leaned back, relieved whoever was there had left.



As he lay in the bed, Christian’s mind raced remembering that he had left Abby’s medical record file on his desk and scribbled her name and time he was to meet her on his notepad left on his desk in his office before he left for Abby’s house.



However, it was the weekend now and he knew Sean would not been in the office over the weekend.



“Great!” Christian whispered under his breath. “I’m fucked, literally!” he sighed with a roll of his eyes.



He knew nothing short of if Sean tried to call him on his cell and noted that he would not return his call promptly that it would only make him suspicious and then that was not even any guarantee that he would check his office for any leads on his whereabouts.



Eventually daylight came and he squinted as a bright ray of light filtered in through the cracks on either side of the blind in the window.



The urge to take a piss began to overwhelm Christian causing him to sport a piss on.



He pressed his legs tightly together; hoping that would help alleviate the urge, but it just seemed to make it worse.



Christian broke out into a light sweat as he rolled over onto his other side. He noticed a chamber pot sitting on the middle of the floor. The sight of it made the urge to pee worse.



He moaned. His bladder ached and wanted to be relieved instantly. He shouted repeatedly for Abby and Tina to come and let him go to the bathroom but no one came.



Feelings of thirst and hunger began to overwhelm him too, almost as bad as the need to having to use a toilet.



Christian called for Abby and Tina for what seemed like forever but neither of the women showed up, so he gave up waiting and pissed in the sheets as he lay on his side.



The stream felt hot as he relieved himself. Part of him felt ashamed he wet the bed and part of him didn’t care. However Christian dreaded the punishment he would likely receive for the act.



He shivered as he recalled wetting the bed as a child once and his foster father spanked the living shit out of him for doing so.



Christian felt gross laying in his wet-soaked pajama bottoms and sheet. He glanced down at the soaked sheet knowing an outline of his urine on the sheet would be a tell-tale sign he wet himself when they would arrive.



He groaned, miserable as hell lying in his own piss.



Moments later he heard footsteps walking down the hallway.



“Shit!” Christian cursed under his breath, knowing that he would be caught with his pants down and punished severely for his child-like accident.



The door opened a crack before it opened entirely.



“Good morning, Christian!” Abby said cheerily returning with a whip in her one hand.



“It’s NOT a good morning!” Christian snapped. “Where have you and Tina been? I had to take a piss!”



“See this?” “No lip from you, do you understand?” Abby fired back as she teasingly waved the whip in front of him.



Christian backed off the sarcasm once she threatened him with a lashing.



Abby raised a brow, pleased to see him back off. “Well, Christian! We had to step out for awhile!” she replied with a sly smile.



Christian sighed and squirmed slightly on the mattress, becoming nervous as she approached him.



While she walked towards him she noted Christian turned his head in the opposite direction, his face flushing with embarrassment.



“CHRISTIAN!” she shouted angrily as she noticed the urine-soaked sheet.



Christian wanted to cover his ears, her shriek was so loud.



“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” he blurted out with a pout. “I tried to hold onto it, but I just couldn’t…..please don’t hurt me!” he cried in a begging tone as he pressed his legs together again.



Abby put her hands on her hips in dismay.



“Whatta goddamm mess!” she sneered as she quickly pulled back the sheet.



“Serves you friggin’ right for going out and leaving me too long without taking a piss!” Christian rebounded turning his head towards her while he tried to hide his tell-tale erection between his legs.



“We’ll soon fix that!” Abby warned him. Her eyelashes batted quickly in anger as she yanked the sheet off of him, letting it fall to the floor.



Christian avoided eye contact with her while she worked her hands to undo the restraints.



“Get those pajama bottoms off NOW!” she growled.



“Yes, my Mistress!” Christian hopped off the bed and hurriedly but painstakingly pulled his wet pajama bottoms down over his bulging erection and then down over his muscular legs, letting them fall to the floor in a heap before carelessly kicking them aside.



“Too bad, I really liked you wearing those pajama bottoms…….” Abby shook her head miserably.



Christian rolled his eyes with sarcasm while his back was turned to the Mistress.



“What’s the problem in here?” Tina asked with a tone of confusion as she reappeared in the room with her arms folded across her chest.



Christian jumped, startled by the Dominant’s voice.



“He pissed in the sheets, Tina…….he g*ddamn PISSED all over the bed!” Abby whined as she tore up the fitted sheet.



“Did it soak right through the mattress?” Tina asked while glancing at Christian noticing that he was giving her a long, cold stare over his shoulder.



“Unfortunately, it did!” Abby snapped angrily back at the Dominant.



“Well, don’t panic for Christ’s sake, Abby! Jesus, it’s not like we don’t have another bed in this house….. Quit being a baby!” she added with sarcasm as she rolled her eyes.



Christian stifled a smirk with his hand, his back still turned to the women.



Abby’s temper elevated. “HE’s the goddamn baby, Tina!” Maybe we SHOULD put a diaper on him tonight!” she added with a huff.



Christian shuddered at the thought, quickly turning around and shot back with anger, “I am NOT going to wear no shittin’ diaper and I am NOT staying another goddamn night!” he protested with sheer sarcasm.



“No diaper, Christian….I have something better in mind than a diaper…but YES you are going to stay another night!” Tina interrupted with a sly smile.



Christian’s heart sank and he groaned at Tina’s response. He did not want to hear the words, ‘another night’ and hearing the phrase, ‘something better in mind than a diaper’ made him very nervous.



“Someone will come looking for me! Neither one of you are going to get away with this!” Christian panicked as he waved a finger in the air at them in protest.



“Do you know something we don’t, Christian, hmmm?” Tina mused as she cupped his chin forcing him to look at her in the eyes, catching him off guard.



“No….” Christian’s voice cracked as he blinked quickly, trying to turn his head the other way to avoid eye contact with her.



Tina’s eyes narrowed. “You’d better be telling me the truth, Christian!” she hissed.



“Yes, I’m telling you the truth!” he replied in a little boy voice.



The Dominant let go of his chin and walked over to help Abby with the sheets for a brief moment. Christian rubbed his chin. It stung from her long fingernails digging into his skin. He was sure she left indent marks.



“I’ll take him to the other bedroom, Abby, you finish here……I’ll meet you there in a few minutes!” she added as she grabbed the whip and the hood from a nearby table. She then swiftly placed the hood over Christian’s head, causing him to cringe again in fear.