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Samantha Is Made A Wife

By: freya183



Once upon a time in a faraway land lived a woman by the name of Samantha. Samantha had long dark hair and bright blue eyes. She was tall for a Bookitpizzarellu woman at about 5 foot 5. She was 23 and unmarried which was old for the time. But many of the young men had been killed in the chocolate wars of the previous years. The chocolate wars were about who would control the chocolate in the area. The Gibitxiz thought that they should. A treaty was finally agreed and the neighboring nations split the border industry. They were a long dark 10 years in the Bookitpizzarellu history. The country was just recovering.

Samantha's father was a chief of war and decided it was time for her to be married whether she consented or not. He had always indulged the girl as many Bookitpizzarellu men did, but in times like this she needed to stop being picky and deal with reality. She didn't want an older man, she didn't want a weak man, and she didn't want a foreign man. Samantha's father was bored with it really and decided to trade her for peace and end the chocolate wars for good hopefully, which was his right. He would get a Gibitxiz girl to make his second wife and he would give Samantha to the Gibitxiz's chief of wars son. The son was a bit odd but Samantha would have to deal with it since she would not choose a husband for herself and was still pining on a dead neighbor boy. 

Samantha cried when she heard the news but understood her father's decision and knew she would obey. The day of the marriage her mother, aunts and neighbor women came to prepare her. They waxed her body hair for the first time. She didn't know anything could hurt so much. They oiled her skin and painted her face. They dressed her in a corset so tight she thought she would faint and could hardly breathe. Her mother warned her against crying and ruining her painted face. She bit her lip and obeyed. She wore undergarments that allowed access to her breasts, buttocks and vagina. She never felt so uncomfortable before. They put her in a dress that was buttoned to her throat tightly and laced to make the corset tighter. She felt very confined and could hardly move. The last preparation after a bit of perfume was to braid her hair in a particular family pattern around her face. Then it was symbolic among the Bookitpizzarellu, but as was custom her mother tied her hands behind her back with a silk rope and hobbled her feet. This was how she was to stay until after the wedding ceremonies when her new husband would take her home and release her bindings and undress her. Her mother and female relatives' only advice was to obey her new husband, being Bookitpizzarelluian women they did not know what this would entail. The Gibitxiz were much more harsh and strict towards women.

The wedding ceremony went so quickly Samantha almost thought it was unreal. When they lifted her veil to kiss her new husband after she agreed to accept him she was terrified when she looked into his dark unforgiving eyes. How could her father give her to such a man? He was tall and handsome but looked terrifying. The party after she sat next her new husband feeling numb. He gave her a few harsh commands. There was none of the laughter that she saw between her friends and their new husbands at their weddings. He told her she was to do exactly as he commanded at all times or suffer severe penalties. He told her that he still hated the Bookitpizzarellu as they were the cause of three of his brother's deaths. He told her he planned on using her well and she had better please him. He told her she was not to speak and not to look up. He only spoke like this to her when the guests were out of ear shot of course. He was responsible for feeding her that day as was custom. He gave her a few tidbits of left-over food from his own plate when someone mentioned it and a half a glass of wine. When he gave her the wine he whispered in her ear that if she spilled even a drop of it she would be a very sorry girl later that evening. Samantha had never been so frightened or had ever had anyone treat her so harshly.

As the night got darker and was about to end Samantha got more and more nervous. Her family noticed, but they thought she was just overreacting as lots of new brides do on their wedding night. A little anxious about becoming a women perhaps. They thought this was amusing as she was way too old to be a girl.

Her family and friends made their rounds and all kissed her and wished her well. Toasts and celebrations were ending. Her new husband looked at her with a half-smile. He was a little drunk and told her "lets go now". He grabbed her arm roughly and half dragged her as she was hobbled to his horse threw her over it, got on himself and started riding towards his castle. Over the wide grasslands and into the trees crossing a small river with a peasant village near it. Samantha's arms were almost numb and aching at the same time from being tied behind her so long and the ride was not helping. She begged him to be released. He Slapped her hard across her face and explained to her that she would be released when he was ready to release her and not before. She was crying now. When he noticed he slapped her hard again and told her to quit fussing or she would be very sorry later. She bit her lip and calmed herself down.

About an hour later they arrived at his castle. It was the biggest most majestic castle Samantha had ever seen. Most of the windows were stained glass and it was set on a hill. The castle was surprisingly unarmed as this was a time of peace. There were two guards that greeted them. One guard saw Samantha's condition and grinned. Samantha shivered when he looked at her. The guard asked her husband if he would ever get a night with the woman. Her husband grinned slapped Samantha's ass and said, "tonight she is mine. I am making her a woman. Maybe in a few weeks." Samantha was humiliated and mortified. NO one seemed concerned.

Her husband easily lifted her off the horse and half dragged her to his chambers. So much had happened in the last few hours she was overwhelmed and did not even notice where she was being dragged through. He threw her on the bed instructed her to sit and he would be back. She obeyed. The bed felt so soft and the spread was beautifully embroidered in gold and dark red and she wished she could just sleep, she knew that probably was not an option. She thought about running but she was hobbled and her hands were tied behind her back. She was scared to move from where she was told to sit. Looking around the room she saw plush carpets except on the side of the room where the bed was only a bare stone covering. There were hooks in the ceiling she did not see a purpose to. There was another room off to the side she tried to glance in she thought it might be a bathroom. Then she heard his heavy footsteps and her heart started beating fast and she got very nervous.

He relieved his bladder, and came back with clamps, a whip, a blindfold, some straps of leather binding, and a knife. She started out right sobbing when she saw these things. In exchange she got slapped in the face three times extremely hard. All he said was calm it girl. He had no intention of releasing her bindings tonight at all. He had decided in his mind that if she behaved herself as he instructed at all times he would try and be a good husband to her even though she was a child of the enemy. He wasn't being too much harsher than his culture permitted but he always would be a little harsher for she was an enemy. He never planned to let her sleep unbound.

So he started cutting her dress off with the knife. Samantha looked at him like she thought he was going to kill her. This annoyed him and turned him on at the same time. Once the dress was off of her he made her stand. He walked around her and grinned. Especially with the corset she looked very appetizing. She finally spoke to him and said "please don't hurt me; I will be a good wife". 

He smiled at this and told her, "I know you will, but I will hurt you as much and any time I please. Tonight I will show you what you will get for fussing and misbehaving, and carrying on as you did today. I will use you harshly and then I will take your girlhood from you. Hopefully you will bear me many children. I know Bookitpizzarellu men allow their women to act however they please. You will not be so free here. You will never sleep unbound because you are a child of the enemy, you will do what I say at all times or will be harshly punished. You may even be harshly punished on occasion because it might amuse me or to remind you to behave. Do you understand wife?"

Samantha looked at him with fear and hate. She started bawling again. He was bored of explaining to her that she wasn't to cry. He got a leather strap and put it around her neck and tied it tight but loose enough so she could breathe and tied the other end to a slot in the ceiling. He looked at her medium sized firm tits and commented that her tits could be a little bigger. 

She told him, "Leave me alone and go frack yourself."

He gave her his half grin and said you shouldn't have said that. Do you think you are in a position to be so hostile? He hit her in the tit so hard it bruised almost instantly. She gasped and thought he was going to kill her. Then he did the same to the other one. "Anything else to say you little Bookitpizzarelluian whore?" Then he hit her hard in the cunt. "I asked you a question." She shook her head. He hit her in the face, "when I ask you a direct question you had better give me a direct answer, otherwise you need not speak.

She said, "No I have nothing else to say husband". 

"Good whore" he then took the clamps and clamped her nipples and clit a little tighter then pleasurable. For in his culture they were trained to do this from boyhood and he knew how far he could and should go to teach her who was boss. He twisted the clamps watching her squirm and trying to contain herself against screaming. She gasped and silent tears were now flowing. He was ok with that at least the bitch was quiet. Then he picked up the candle from the nightstand and decided to drip a little of the hot wax over her breasts. She screamed when the first drop of wax hit her. He dropped some more wax making sure it went onto her sore nipples. Samantha did not know what to think she just sobbed.

He put his big hand a little tighter than necessary around her throat " now whore I am going to do a slut check. If I find that you have been used and I have a defiled wife you will be sorry every day that we are married" with this he stuck his hands up her cunt and smiled to himself that the dumb whore was wet. And that he hit a hymen and was blocked. Then just to get her used to it he stuck his fingers in her ass. She squirmed and started begging for him to stop again. So he did what any man would do and put another finger in her tight little pink butt hole. She started begging and crying again. He stuck one more in and started stroking in and out a little harshly. Then he pulled them out got the whip and whipped her ass until it was hot red. She was bawling he figured he should just stop commenting on it at this point. He whipped her cunt a few times and her tits for good measure. She started begging again so he slapped her red hot tight ass as hard as he could and told her to stop being a whiny cunt which for some reason just made her cry more. He whipped her tits a couple more times until the wax was off, then got behind her put his penis near her ass hole (he wanted to make this last all night and figured he would save her virgin pussy for later). As an afterthought he took a few seconds to get some of her pussy juice and wet his cock with it. He had planned on entering her ass gently. He knew how painful it could be. Part of his training was to be fucked several different ways there. But she wouldn't behave. She kept squirming carrying on and whining so he rammed her good. He grabbed her sore tits hard and slammed against her almost raw buttocks. He was glad for the sound proof room so the other occupants of the castle wouldn't be bothered. She screamed louder than he has ever heard someone scream and he was a warrior. For some reason this encouraged him and he pounded her harder and harder till he came in her tight sore ass. He pulled her tight and kissed her neck at this point and hugged her.

She was mentally and physically exhausted and battered. But he did not care to be done yet. He figured he would give her a break for a few minutes and he untied her leather strap from the ceiling. He did not want her to fall asleep so he made her kneel on the ceramic floor and allowed her to rest her head on the ground with her arms and legs still bound and the corset still tight. He tied the leather to strap around her neck to bed. He told her he would be back shortly and asked her if she would like a glass of water. She continued sobbing so he said "so be it" and left the room bolting the door locked behind him. She would also have to earn free rein of the castle he thought. He also thought that training a foreign wife might be difficult. Hopefully it turns out worthwhile. It pleased his father for him to marry the bitch.

He came back a few minutes later. He thought at least she had the good sense to stay as I had left her. He grabbed her face and told her she was going to drink some water. He knew she must need it. She was thirsty; she squirmed and moaned a little but complied. He then explained to her that this lovely evening they were enjoying together would not be over until she was used in every hole and that if she wanted to sleep on the bed instead of the floor standing up or in a cage she had better get her act together and do as she was told. He told her that only good wife's get to sleep in beds in this territory. That he has power over her life and death as it is the custom of the land. She thought about this and shivered. He smiled and told her he had no intention of killing a perfectly good fuck toy but he had no qualms about giving her a painful and less than desirable life. He instructed her to get over his knee. After that conversation she complied easily. He spanked her hard once. Then told her she was to count and thank him after he each hit or he was going to start over and he was already planning on a high number that he wasn't going to tell her. She complied through tears. He hit her until her ass was turning a steamy rosy red and was hot to the touch. She isn't going to be able to use that comfortably for a bit, it will be a good lesson for her, he thought. Then he made her get on her knees and told her she was to get him off with just her mouth. She looked at him pleadingly so he slapped her face grabbed her hair and started face fucking her and choking her with his huge cock. He told her "This would have been easier on you if you would have complied slut. If you dribble one drop of my cum you will be sorry you are to swallow it all". He then released into her mouth. She had never even heard of such an act and dribbled his cum all over her chin and the floor. "Slut lick it up NOW" She complied. Then he decided to tie her upside down with her legs spread from the strong wooden bedpost from her feet after removing her corset. He whipped her inner thighs and cunt till she couldn't even scream anymore. He whipped her tits and her belly a few times. "This is what happens to little wifey foreign whores who fail to obey you got that". 

"Yes husband she whispered. I will do as you command" , she replied through tears. He smiled.

He left her there for a few minutes cleaned himself up got a glass of wine and was relaxing. Then he went back in untied her and told her he thought it was time that she became a woman. He asked her "Are you ready to be my wife?"

She replied softly "if it pleases you husband." 

He then untied her hands and massaged her arms a bit as the blood rushed back because he was not completely thoughtless. "You may stretch slut" She started stretching when he slapped her sore pussy hard and said "you didn't thank me. You still are not polite. Oh well you will learn. Time for you to become a woman". He took each arm and tied it to a bed post tightly and her spread eagled on the bed. She looked beautiful and helpless. She was covered in welts from him everywhere. He smiled to himself. He did well for a first wife even though she was foreign. He flicked the clamps that were still on her breasts and clit. She whimpered pathetically. He sat there pulling on them and twisting them. She just moaned and whimpered. He then released them one by one she almost screamed as the blood rushed back but thought better of it. Her pussy was so sore and he knew it. He told her he would take her softly and she had learned her lessons well. He fucked her sore body gently for hours. The only time she screamed was when he took her girl hood. He knew every move he made she felt intensely because of the harsh beating and treatment she endured, but that she was enjoying this. Finally he came and he laid on her for a moment when he was done grunting and groaning. He stroked her body and said if you are good to me I will be good to you. You will learn to like how I treat you. She just nodded. He untied her and held her and kissed her neck. Walked her to the bathroom and told her to clean herself up and relieve herself as it suited her. He watched as she did. Then he bound her hands in the silk in front of her and bound that to her neck. He rehobbled her feet together. Tied a long piece of leather around her waist leaving slack so she could sleep comfortably and tied this to the bed. Then he held her kissed her and they drifted off to sleep. Well at least he did.

End of part 1-

Samantha Is Made A Wife Ch. 02



Samantha laid awake for a while.....she was scared....And her mind was racing...could she live like this forever or would she need to escape? But how could she escape? She was bound in more ways than one. Physically she was tied up....mentally her father would be disappointed if she ran away so fast. She wished that she could have tea and a hot bath as was her custom before bed. This man, her husband, he didn't seem totally hateful, yet he hurt her ....alot...every part of her body ached....her private parts that have never been touched before the start of the night were raw....if she moved even an inch something hurt and with her restraints it was very hard to get comfortable.  When he actually made her a woman he was gentle. But to be tied and beaten....She hoped her father did not know he would do this to her.....she eventually drifted to sleep from pure exhaustion. 

In the morning she awoke from a slap on her sore pussy. Her husband looked at her with disgust and told her she had nerve to sleep longer than he did. She started crying. This was just too much. Why did he hate her so much? Her crying earned her three more slaps in the face....Then he turned her on her stomach and just started fucking her dry sore pussy as hard as he pleased. She did not realize anything could hurt so much. He then held her close and stroked her face. 

"Samantha, you need to realize, I am your Master. Your only function in life from this point on is to please me. I will do what pleases me to you. I am sick of your crying and carrying on. Why will you not behave?"

She did not respond......

He was breathing in her ear and gently playing with her hair. He then put his hand around her neck and squeezed a little..."remember the conversation we had yesterday slut? When I ask you a direct question I expect a direct response. Now I have to punish you this early in the morning...like I have no other business to attend too...."

She shivered and started tearing up and said " I am so sorry. I will try to be good. This is new to me...I do not know what will make you happy but I will try to learn...Please do not punish me..I am already in so much pain and I do want to make you happy.."

He grimaced..."to late bitch you earned a punishment and you shall receive one that is how this works.." He then stuck three fingers in her pussy hard and fast..."You are already getting a little wet just thinking about it you whore...Is that why you are being so bad because you want to be punished?"

"No husband. I swear I want to be good. Please do not hurt me anymore"

He then laughed and smiled a little....Then he untied her and told her she may use the restroom...He followed her there and watched her. She looked so uncomfortable as she did her morning rituals.. He then took her wrists and tied one to the top of each of the bed posts at the foot of the bed. She was crying hard because she was scared of what was to come. He had no desire to traumatize her too much so he just left her like that while he went and had his coffee and eggs. 

When he returned she seemed settled. It had been like an hour. Maybe she thought that was the punishment. It was early and he had things to do so he would make this hard and fast for both their sakes. He put nipple clamps on her on the tightest setting. She was squirming and crying. Her nipples must still be really sore from yesterday.. He did not feel bad she almost asked for this. He then took off his belt and whipped her ass as hard as he could manage about 10 times. He whipped her sore pussy and her inner thighs a few times. She was outright screaming again. Then he rammed his penis in her ass as fast and hard as he could handle this early in the morning. He noticed the beautiful sunrise coming in the window and thought about what a nice day it was today. He came in her ass and was done. He kissed her neck , left her there for the moment, and went and showered. 

He dressed himself and got ready for the business of the day. He thought about what he would do with her for the day. She was a woman that could not be left to her own accord as of yet. He did not want to leave her tied up all day either. He thought she probably needed a little break. He wanted her fresh so he can use her again this evening. He had a house servant fetch his eldest living brother. He asked his brother if he could leave this wench in the care of his three wives for the day. His brother Eric said he would see to it. Eric was 6 foot 5 and gruff and his wives were all well behaved and knew better than to do anything but follow his instructions to the T. Well, at least the first two. Mary was still new and was foreign. He explained to them about Groc having this new wife and they were to care for her, be nice to her , and not let her out of site for any reason. 

Samantha was surprised when after another hour of almost hanging by her wrists first thing in the morning she was untied. Her husband whom she heard was called Groc, simply put a leash around her neck. He held it tight she thought she might choke. He then took the nipple clamps off fast just by pulling on them directly until they came loose, not undoing the clamps, which was excruciating. As the blood rushed into her nipples she wanted to scream but bit her tongue. She had no desire to earn more punishments. He then wrapped her in a single cloth that was almost see through and tied it tight so it would stay. Then she was half dragged through the castle. She had little time to look around as she needed to keep up with her big husband. She did see some servants cleaning and organizing things. She saw a courtyard that looked very green and wondered if she would ever be allowed in it. She saw a young woman tied by her ankles hanging from the ceiling covered in welts. This frightened her. Then they entered a room. The room was large and open and had what appeared to be a pool of water. Her husband unceremoniously handed her leash to a dark haired woman and left. She heard a key lock behind the door.

She noticed there were two other woman besides the dark haired one. There was one more dark haired one and one with hair the color of an apple. The apple haired woman was naked, looked young, and was also covered in welts as she was. The dark haired woman started to strip her. She squirmed and tried to back away. She was then slapped hard in the face.

The dark haired woman that had her leash said "My name is Anna. Your husband left you in my care. You will do as I say. You think he hurt you; you have no idea what I can do. Ask Mary.." She pointed at the apple headed woman who squirmed and blushed. 

Anna then stripped her with little difficulty and tied her leash to a pole. "well look at you...so bad on your first night here....otherwise you would not be so welted and bruised" Samantha started to cry. Mary looked at her with pity. The second dark haired woman named Elgy slapped Mary and told her to go to the corner. She complied with no resistance.

Samantha was frightened. Anna then explained " I am first wife of Eric. Elgy is second wife. Mary is third. Mary is new and still cannot behave or be trusted. She is also a foreign whore that is a result of a war like you. If the two of you little wenches ever speak to each other you will be more sorry than I care to explain. Got that?"

Samantha nodded. Anna then took a whip out of a box. The box was beautifully covered in jewels. She whipped Samantha for the better part of an hour anywhere she could reach as Samantha was just tied to the poled by her neck, had her hands free and kept moving. When she was satisfied she told Samantha "answer me, do not nod at me".

A teary eyed Samantha replied "yes Anna".

Then Anna released Samantha threw her in the warm pool and told her to cleanse herself. She happily complied. The warm water washing over her welts and sore body felt so nice. Anna then ordered her to eat some breakfast. Samantha could not identify what the foreign food was which made her nervous but she felt so hungry she just ate it. It was squishier and tasted different than anything she recognized and she was only allowed to eat with her hands behind her back. She did not complain. She was trying not to earn any more punishments from anyone in this crazy castle. 

Anna then brushed her hair and adorned it with flowers. She wiped oil on Samantha until she glistened. Then she ordered her on her knees. Samantha hesitated for a couple seconds. Anna noticed.

Anna then took her by the hair and tied her to a beam in the ceiling by her sore arms. She put a blind fold on her and a gag in her mouth. Samantha had never been gagged before and thought she was going to choke to death which no one seemed to notice.

Anna then told her "I want to be nice to you, but you must learn. The men here are rough and if you disappoint any of them at any time you will be punished severely. We natives learned that as children." Anna then took a 8 inch dildo with a 3 inch diameter and jammed it in her pussy. This dildo had clips on it that would clip to her nipples to hold it in place... Anna adjusted them till everything was tight and left her there.

Samantha was in excruciating pain. She heard Elgy and Anna start to play cards. How can they play cards and giggle about life when she felt so tortured? She felt like she was hanging there for hours. She heard them allow Mary to come from the corner and enter the card game. She thought she heard them slap Mary on occasion and correct her for what seemed trivial like the way she sat or where she looked..

It had literally been like 2 and a half hours that she was in that condition totally ignored when she heard the door unlock. She was surprised that she hoped it was her husband. It wasn't. It was Eric. She heard him ask Anna about their day. She heard him tie Mary to a table(she knew this because he said that was what he was doing) and she heard the loud slapping sounds of a paddle about 10 times and some crying. Eric told Mary "I do not like to be told that you disobeyed Anna. When I am not here she has full authority. If she has to punish you, I will punish you harder when I find out." He then left her there crying and unceremoniously left the room and locked the door without another word. 

Groc came in like an hour later. Samanthas whole body was cramping and she was crying silent tears. He asked Anna how long she had left Samantha like that. When he found out he was mad. How dare she try and harm his new wife. That is too long he said. He then tied her up to a beam. He smiled and whipped her till she was in tears and instructed Elgy to let her down in a hour if eric did not come first. Elgy replied "as you wish Groc"

He then went over to Samantha and undid the clamps as he knew that would hurt the most. He thought might as well get it over with while the bitch is still gagged. She squirmed. He then took the dildo out of her stretched pussy. He was pissed. He would not be able to enjoy that pussy today as it was so loose. That made him angry. He then told ELgy that she was to whip Annas Pussy until Eric came. He noticed that made Mary smile and thought about punishing her for it but he had his hands full... He then undid Samantha's arm bindings as Anna was screaming in the background. He decided to leave her gagged and blindfolded. He wrapped her cloth from this morning around her and massaged her arms and shoulders. Then put her leash on her and held it close to him so he could put one arm around her waist and started guiding her back to their shared chambers. 

Once there he threw her on the bed. He took out the gag and made her drink some water. He slapped her once so she would be reminded to answer him and asked "why did Anna need to punish you so much slut?" he ripped off the blindfold.

Samantha replied "she hates me husband. And she hates Mary. Please do not leave me with her." This earned a slap on the inner thigh.

"Do you think you have any status to ask requests of me?"

"No husband. I just beg of you. Please do not leave me with her."

"so where should I leave you? You are a foreign whore. I have business to attend to all day."

"I do not know husband"

He then told her to get on her knees. She did not hesitate this time. She thought she was going to have to attempt to swallow his manhood again, but instead he threw a rag at her. He gave her a bucket of soapy water and told her she is to clean the floor of the large room. The floor to her did not even seem dirty, she did not dare to mention this. After a few minutes of scrubbing the floor with her sore arms she felt a hard smack on her ass. She jumped. Groc explained "you missed a spot, do not be sloppy or I will make you clean it with your tongue"

"yes husband"

This happened several times. Smack smack smack. She did not even see where she was missing spots but knew better after the last day then to voice this. When the floor was completely "washed" her husband told her she had a free hour and may rest and do as she wished and to get ready for dinner and after dinner festivities. She had no idea what this would mean. 

She drew a warm bath and made some tea on the fire. It was so lovely to just sit in the bath and be left alone for an hour even though she was virtually a prisoner. Her husband locked all the doors when he left. The window had bars and for some reason more guards seemed to be outside. She drank her tea, washed her hair and her body and just soaked. She accidently drifted off to sleep.

Groc came back and found her like this and was annoyed that she was not ready in the clothes he had set out for her. SO he picked her up by the hair. She awoke startled and screamed than realized what had happened and just groaned. What would he make her do now? 

Groc gave her a half smile and said...."No problem you lazy whore. You no longer get to wear clothes to dinner. You can just wear some rope." 

She looked at him wide eyed in disbelief. This annoyed him so he through a towel at her and said, "Dry off."

AS she was drying herself and combing out her long hair, he got a long piece of rough hemp rope. After all this was a punishment. He ordered her to come to him and she obeyed. He put the rough rope between her pussy lips and ass cheeks. She grimaced. He then tied the rope around her tits tight. He made a few knots around her body to make sure it would stay then put the rope around her neck. She grimaced. All he said is "you can breathe, stop fussing." He then put clamps with hanging jewels on her nipples. She moaned and tried to back away when he went for the second one. This earned her a slap in the tit. He put the second one on her then pulled her close and held her stroking her gently. He stroked her whole body and then gently played with her clitoris. She started moaning gently in his arms. Then he stopped and said "time for dinner" half dragging her by the rope around her neck. 

The dinner table was huge. There were women that appeared in normal attire for the time and place and women covered in welts in various stages of bondage and about 15 men. Some of these women were sitting at the table in chairs. Some were under the table. Some were standing along a wall. Her husband whispered in her ear, "if you talk I will gag you, and you will not eat." 

She looked at him timidly and nodded.

Her husband instructed her to sit in a chair at his side. None of the women spoke. The men joked about normal things that men talk about much like if she was home in the Bookitpizzarellu kingdom. But there women are allowed to talk and laugh with the men and everyone had a chair. She shivered at the thought that this was her life. Her husband noticed and looked at her annoyed. He took the time to pull on the rope between her legs and flick her nipple. She made sure she remained silent even though she wanted to scream. He smiled and rubbed her clit for a minute. 

Five women that were topless with pierced breasts and a tattoo of a star on their necks started serving food. Groc explained to her that they were captured slave women from the war and she should be happy she is not one of them. He told her how they were public property and can be used at any time for whatever anyone wished. She looked at them with pity and nodded.

Dinner went on uneventfully. She was allowed to eat her fill. And drink some wine and use her hands. She never thought she would feel grateful for the use of her hands.

Then as she was sitting there content except for being naked except for hemp rope her leash was pulled and she was made to stand. She knew better than not to comply. Groc made an announcement for the benefit of those that did not make their wedding. "This is my new and first wife Samantha. She is a Bookitpizzarellu whore. I will tie her to a post for the evening so all those that wish may examine her. No one is to penetrate her for any reason except her mouth for the time being. Welcome her to the castle." The men smiled.

Samantha was mortified. She almost protested but what could she do. She was looking at exits and decided she had to make a run for it. He had put her leash down and was pouring wine. She bolted. She got about 3 feet out the door and was grabbed by her hair, the leash, then someone slapped her so hard across the face she thought she almost blacked out and her ears were ringing.

Groc then announced, "I guess she did not learn enough about obedience in the last day since our wedding. Feel free to help teach her in any way you choose. She is a Bookitpizzarellu whore so she is a bit unruly." He shrugged and took her leash and commanded her to get on her knees and crawl to a post in the center of the large room. The post was on a 2 foot pedestal and had leather straps in predetermined positions. She was shaking she was so frightened. 

Groc whispered harshly at her "Its too bad you could just not be good for the little initiation ceremony, now you will be sorry."

He walked faster than she could crawl so she got dragged a little. He then pulled her up and tied her hands way above her head with the leather. An extra leather strap wrapped around her arms and the pole so she could not move them at all. She tried. Then her legs were spread wide and she was barely able to stand on her feet and her ankles were secured to the floor some how. She could not tell how. She was just about hysterical at this point so they left her and went and had some dessert. 

When they got back she started begging to be let loose so they gagged her. She was then blindfolded. Then it started. From what she can tell they all took turns whipping every part of her. Sometimes two or three of them at a time. She was screaming through the gag. She heard Groc tell them that they may put plugs and dildos in her but not their own manhood's yet. There was nothing she could do. She was bound so tightly she couldn't even squirm. Plugs were stuck in her and she was whipped with different things. The plugs felt like they were covered with something that made her insides burn and were ripping open. Someone was rubbing her down with what felt like ice then it started again. When she was too tired to cry and scream they finally stopped. She heard them congratulate Groc on his new wife's stamina. She lasted a good amount of time before she gave in and stopped screaming. They were laughing. Someone gave her a quick smack on the ass and commented that she did a fine job and they could not wait till he was ready to share. 

Then she was released. Groc took the gag out of her mouth and the blindfold off. He released her nipples and untied the rope. He called a couple of the slave girls over and told them to bathe and comfort her in any way they could. They nodded and looked at her with a knowing pity. 

End of part 2