ABBY MAYS REVENGE

Abby Mays Revenge,







Chapter 5







By LKraemer









Tina escorted Christian by the arm down the hallway. He wanted to run as fast as his legs could carry him out of the house to escape but he knew he did not stand a chance knowing that she was carrying the whip.



She shoved him into what he assumed was another bedroom. It felt hot in the room. He could hear the cackling and snapping sound of wood burning in a natural fireplace across the room.



The Dominant yanked the hood off so that he could see his new surroundings. The room was dark. Only the light from the fireplace illuminated the room.



Christian noticed a cot with a metal frame across the room.



“Stand at the end of the bed, hands on the frame and spread your legs, Christian!” Tina demanded pointing her finger towards the cot.



Christian shot Tina a worried look, speechless. He knew he was going to get a whipping now. Up to this point, Tina had only used her hand to spank him.



His body trembled in fear and secretively wished he was wearing the pajama bottoms now, wet or not, he didn’t care…..anything to protect his throbbing ass from the sharp blows.



Christian reluctantly headed to the foot of the bed and tightly grasped the metal frame with his hands firmly and obediently spread his legs slightly apart and hung his head staring at the mattress to avoid eye contact with the Dominant.



“Farther!” Tina demanded.



Christian gulped. His ass tensed again anticipating the crack of the whip over his now-blistered flesh as he obeyed the Dominant. He closed his eyes, terrified.



Silence filled the room just before the sound of the whip came down on his sore bum followed by a piercing scream once she struck his ass.



“OWWWW!” Christian shrieked with immense pain as he let go of the metal frame and jerked his body before reaching around to shield his ass with his hands noticing that the blisters on his butt were now oozing from being broken.



“Your punishment for pissing in the bed!” Tina announced as she walked up to him and lifted his chin up to force him to look at her again.



Abby reappeared in the doorway, breathless. “What’s going on? I heard the whipping!” she added in a jealous tone.



“Get into bed!” she shouted in a tone of authority at Christian.



Christian hurriedly and obediently climbed onto the mattress causing it to make a squeaking sound as he put his bodyweight on it. He gasped in sheer pain as he lay down on his back. A pair of wrist restraints dangled from the metal frame on the headboard.



Abby walked into the room, her arms folded over her chest as Tina motioned to her to help.



Tina dropped the whip to the floor and grabbed his wrists to secure them tightly to the frame while Christian squirmed and thrashed beneath her, putting up a fight.



“Get his other hand, Abby!” Tina hollered.



“Let me go!” Christian growled.



“I’ll grab that whip and lash you again, Christian if you don’t cooperate!” Tina reminded him with a scowl.



Christian gave up his struggle and surrendered to the women and with a whine he changed the topic. “I’m hungry and thirsty, Tina…..” Christian blurted while his stomach growled out of the blue.



“First we need to get you cleaned up. You reek of piss and sh*t and your breath smells horrible!” Tina remarked as Christian shot her a nasty glare.



“You’re right, Tina……..he needs to be washed tonight, anyways!” Abby piped with enthusiasm giving Tina a wink as she lightly slid a finger over Christian’s piss slit.



“I wonder WHY my breath smells so bad, Tina……..could it be because of-….” Christian began with sarcasm just as Tina shoved her hand over Christian’s mouth to muffle his backtalk.



“Don’t even go there, Christian!” Tina hissed while Abby looked on with a knowing look. Abby stood at the opposite side of the bed and folded her arms across her chest again, this time tapping her fingers slightly in a taunting manner on her arms.



Christian’s eyes opened wide in fear. He took the hint as a warning and knew that he would have to back off with the sarcasm-for now.



Tina slowly pulled her hand away from the submissive’s mouth.



“Now, I’m going to get you some breakfast, I will be right back!” Tina remarked sternly.



“Tina, I just gave him an enema! I don’t want him eating anything till after…….” Abby whined.



“Abby, for Christ sakes, SHUT UP!” Tina shrieked.



Abby jumped and froze, surprised and speechless by Tina’s sudden loud shriek.



“I’m the BOSS here, NOT you!” Tina continued. “You know, there are such things as fleet enemas….you don’t need to get out all the long tubing and bag again!”



“I never thought of that…..” Abby replied timidly



Christian froze. “NO! NO more enemas, PLEASE!…I’d sooner starve than have one of those again!” he added in a panicked tone.



“No one asked you!” Tina added as she shot Christian a cold look before she headed out of the room motioning for Abby to follow her.



“What I say GOES, remember?” Tina growled as she closed the door behind them. “Now go wash him up and I’ll be in soon!”



“You won’t be disappointed, Tina!” Abby replied in a reassuring tone.



Soon Abby returned to Christian’s room with a sponge and basin of warm water, placing them on the night stand near the cot.



Christian eyes fell to the basin. “I want to use a shower…I don’t want you touching me with the sponge, Abby!” Christian said in a cocky tone.



“Relax, Christian, I’m not going to hurt you now, I’ll be very VEEERY gentle…..” Abby replied in a tone of sarcasm and enthusiasm.



“I’ll be right back, I’m going to get a razor and some mouthwash,” she continued, giving him a wink just before she turned to walk away.



Christian nervously licked his lips. The room was dry and hot from the fireplace and it was making him incredibly thirsty. He clenched his hands into a fist in frustration.



“Why don’t you lose that goddamn nurse costume?” Christian replied flatly as she returned to the room.



“Because, I LIKE it, Christian!” Abby snapped back with sarcasm again as she lathered up the sponge.



“You look absolutely pathetic!” Christian shot back as she washed his face.



“Now, now, Christian…who’s lying on the bed restrained right now, you OR me?”



Christian grew quiet. Abby always had to have the last laugh and he hated it. He sighed, once again knowing he was defeated and there was nothing more he could do or say to stop her. She was persistent and never shut up.



“Rinse your mouth out now!” Abby ordered as she lifted a cup of mouthwash to his lips.



Christian glared at her over the cup as he swished the mouthwash around in his mouth for a few seconds.



“I know what you’re thinking, Christian, and you can forget about spitting it at me!” Abby blurted.



Christian spit the mouthwash into the cup, thankful that the horrible taste in his mouth was now gone.



While she began to bathe him he avoided eye contact with her and did not speak. With a vacant expression on his face he watched the roaring fire blazing in the corner of the room.



Abby noted the moisture of his sweat on his skin glistened in the illuminated room. Some dark stubble covered his face, but she decided not to shave it off.



She ran the sponge lazily down his long arms to his armpits, circling the sponge there before it made its way to his chest where Abby carefully washed his pecs. A light trickle of water dribbled down his arms as she washed his chest.



After Abby traced the sponge across his chest she occasionally let her other hand playfully stroke through his chest hair. Christian arched his body slightly to her touch.



The sponge coming in contact with his skin made him feel cool and refreshed in the hot room. His nipples puckered as she let the sponge trace over him.



She washed his long legs and feet before letting the sponge trace its way back to his chest and then down his darkened hair line over his navel down to his pubes making him gasp causing him to slide his knees to his chest.



“Abby….” Christian’s voice cracked as she nudged his legs apart to access his privates easier.



Abby moved the sponge down over his legs, making them twitch with excitement from the gentle caressing of the sponge.



“I thought you said that you preferred a shower over my using a sponge on you, Christian, you lied!” Abby whispered in his one ear before glancing down at his rising erection.



Christian turned his head the other way with a pout on his face.



“I can stop now if you like!” Abby cooed as she playfully teased him with the sponge washing his genitals gingerly, squeezing and cupping them in her other hand between the strokes of the sponge.



Not waiting for an answer, Abby leaned down to kiss Christian as she traced the sponge back up his body, letting it fall to the side on the mattress as she hungrily kissed him.



Taken by surprise, Christian allowed her advances, afraid that if he did not cooperate and kiss her back she would not hesitate to whip his a$$ again.



While they kissed, Abby discreetly reached for the large, gold razor. Out of the corner of his one eye Christian caught her reaching for it and noticed it shone in the illuminated room as she seized it.



Christian sensed her intentions and abruptly stopped kissing her. For a moment his eyes fell to the razor. “I hope that’s for my face, Abby......” he asked lowering his voice as he discreetly pressed his legs together to hide his manhood.



“Tina likes giving head to freshly-shaved pubes, Christian!” Abby whispered.



Christian gasped and turned his head the other way in disgust dreading putting trust in this psycho woman holding the razor near his most prized possession-his dick.



“Now, now, Christian…it’ll grow back!” Abby continued with sarcasm as she patted his sac. “You know what they say about shaving with a razor, the hair always grows back thicker and coarser!”



Christian winced, making a fist with his hands again in the restraints as he squirmed on the mattress.



Abby then forced his legs apart to lay them flat on the mattress and seized his cock causing him to jerk his body before he froze as she lowered the razor to his pubes. His breathing became labored once again, his chest moving up and down rapidly as she lathered his balls.



“It’s gonna itch real bad when it starts to grow back soon, Abby!” Christian whined and moaned as she cupped his balls and lifted them to take her time gently scraping the razor along his puckered skin.



“Oh well, I’m sure it will probably start to itch by tomorrow, Christian……” Abby replied in a nonchalant tone, turning slightly to casually but teasingly dip the razor into the basin before bringing the razor back to his balls.



Christian gasped as he brought his knees slowly to his chest again and leaned slightly forward to glance down at his pubes. Air now touched his skin that had been covered since the age of puberty. He was being stripped of his male covering, to be left naked as the day he was born. He was humiliated as he now lay exposed to his Mistress and soon to his Dominant.



“I won’t be able to itch with my hands tied Abby…” Christian whined as Abby wiped him with the towel as she finished.



Ignoring him, Abby ordered him to lie on his side so she could wash his a$$.



With a moan he grudgingly cooperated turning slightly on his side as he waited for Abby to return with fresh water.



Christian gulped. He knew his ass would be extremely tender for her to wash him there. He lay trembling, hoping she would not hurt him again.



Moments later Abby returned and gingerly washed his sore buttocks. Christian winced as the fresh sponge washed over his extremely sensitive skin. He flinched trying to inch slightly forward on the mattress with each stroke. Abby’s long hair dangled and brushed against his bare skin. What normally would be super sensitive to his skin as a turn on suddenly became a turn off.



“My ass is sooo sore, Abby, please stop….” Christian pleaded as he brought his knees up against his chest into a fetal position.



Abby separated his butt cheeks spreading them apart and with one last stroke wiped his crack.



Christian tired to resist her washing him there too. As she washed his bottom, the reminder of her threat to rape and desecrate his hole raced through his mind making his heart beat out of control in nervousness. He still was not over his rape from the carver and he was about to be raped again soon-this time by flabby Abby.



“I’m all done now anyways, Christian……you must promise me you’ll not wet the bed again!” she reminded him in a firm tone as she dabbed his buttocks dry with a soft towel.



Christian flinched in pain and quickly nodded his head about to reply just as Tina walked in the room carrying a hot, steaming bowl in her hand.





To Be Continued