****** Tales of Female Vengeance by WimpHub ******
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Tales of Female Vengeance


I should like to express my grateful thanks to the reader who wishes to remain
anonymous, for providing the ideas and inspiration for the following two
stories. If any other readers have ideas they would like to see developed, I
should be pleased to hear from you at the e-mail address at the end of the
stories.


Failed Businessman

Tom Benson was in serious trouble. He owned a small printing firm, and had
borrowed heavily to start the business, and again later to keep it going. The
problem was that work had begun to dry up, and one by one he had lost his
biggest customers.

He knew the only way out was to sell the business. He had worked out that if he
sold that, and his home he could clear all his debts, but then be left with
nothing. The complication was that his wife had recently divorced him when she
caught him cheating with her best friend, and was claiming heavy maintenance.
On top of that, he was paying for his only daughter to study at private school.
Tom knew that it was vital he be kept on at the company after he sold it, in
order to cover his commitments.

He was negotiating a sale with an international company with an all-female
board. The managing director was German, and the other five members were Afro-
American, French, Japanese, Indian and English.

At a meeting to finalise the deal, Tom brought up the subject of his
employment. Anna, the German lady who did most of the talking assured him that
he would be kept on, but not quite in the same capacity as before. To his
bewilderment, this caused the other women to laugh out loud. Anna smiled, and
asked the other ladies to excuse them while she went over Tom's future duties
with him. As they left, the attractive Afro-American lady promised him with a
smile that they would be seeing a lot more of each other. This puzzled Tom, but
it would not be for long.

After the others had left, Tom took a closer look at Anna. She was an extremely
attractive woman in her early forties, with beautiful though stern features.
Her trim figure was immaculately dressed in a smart grey business suit and
white blouse. The skirt finished a few inches above the knee, accentuating her
strong, shapely nylon-clad legs. She motioned for Tom to sit next to her, and
produced videotape from her bag.

"This will give you an idea of what will be required of you in future," she
told him.

Tom watched closely as the tape began, and was soon amazed at what he saw. It
opened with a shot of a naked, weedy looking man asleep on a thin mattress
placed on the floor of a sparsely furnished room. The door opened, and two
stunning young girls of about 17, one blonde, the other dark entered the room.
They were both dressed in only flimsy night-dresses. They stood either side of
the sleeping man, and began to kick him viciously all over his body. He awoke
with a start, looking frightened, and instinctively put up his hands to try and
protect himself.

Having got him fully awake, the teenagers each grabbed him by the hair and
dragged him into a big, empty room, which had rubber sheets covering the floor.
The man was made to lie on his back, and the dark girl placed a knee either
side of his head. Her black bush was a couple of inches above his face. She
barked out an order in German, and, as the man opened his mouth, she released a
strong stream of yellow piss into it. It was clearly her first piss of the day,
as it went on for some time while the man struggled to drink it all. When she
had finished, she lowered her pussy to his mouth so that he could lick up the
last few drops. As she stood up, she was immediately replaced by her blonde
companion, who proceeded to empty her bladder into the unhappy man's mouth.

After this, He was made to kneel up. The dark girl removed her night-dress, and
turned to face away from him. Bending forward slightly, she pushed her pert,
round bottom towards his face. He had obviously been here before, because,
without being asked, he put his face as close as he could, and opened his mouth
wide. After a couple of moments of straining, a thick, dark brown turd emerged
from her bottom hole and slid into his mouth. The girl turned and watched as he
chewed on her shit. It was obvious from his face that he found the whole thing
extremely distasteful, and he gagged constantly as he struggled to swallow the
foul mess. When he finally got it down, the girl turned around, and proceeded
to drop a further two large logs for him to eat. He was then made to lick her
ass completely clean, before serving the blonde girl in the same way.

The tape ended with the man again on his back, as the two teenagers knelt
either side of him and gleefully made themselves vomit several times into his
open mouth. When they had given him all they had, they both giggled at the
sight of him with their mess all over his face. Anna turned off the tape, and
turned to face Tom.

"If you think the male on the tape looked frightened and distressed," she
began. "It is because he was. That was not a commercial video, the poor excuse
for a man is my husband, and the two young girls are my daughters from a
previous marriage. You may think now that he is treated appallingly, but he has
only me and my girls to serve. You, on the other hand, will have to provide
toilet service to all the members of the board, as well as any other women in
the company who may wish to use you. I can assure you that, by the end of the
week you will wish you were in my husband's position."

"You cannot be serious," pleaded Tom, unable to believe what he was hearing.

"I am very serious," Anna assured him. "I know how desperately you need a job
to keep your ex-wife and daughter happy, and such is the power of my company in
this small town, I have ensured that nobody else will employ you. You really
have no choice, do you?"

"No," muttered Tom, now feeling as frightened as Anna's husband on the tape.

"Very well," Anna went on. "I assume that to date you have not had a woman shit
in your mouth."

"No, of course not," replied Tom.

"Follow me," she ordered abruptly. "I am going to show you what is in store."

Tom followed his new boss to her private toilet. She took him into the cubicle,
locked the door and commanded him to kneel behind her. She raised her skirt to
her waist, revealing the smooth, white thighs above her stocking tops and her
firm ass covered by lacy black panties.

"Pull my panties down," she snapped.

Tom did as he was told, and Anna leant forward. She told him to spread her
cheeks, and place his wide-open mouth close to the hole. He heard her strain,
and she farted a couple of times directly into his mouth. Then, to his horror,
he saw the hole begin to open, and a soft turd slide out. He moved forward, to
ensure he caught it in his mouth as ordered. He had never experienced anything
so disgusting in his life. The smell was overwhelming, and the taste of her
shit absolutely foul. He retched violently, and only just stopped himself
throwing up immediately. Anna watched with great amusement as Tom forced the
turd down, before giving him another large one. As he swallowed that, he could
hold out no longer, and vomited into the toilet bowl.

"God," Anna laughed. "You are an even bigger wimp than my husband, if that is
possible. Now lick my ass clean, you worthless piece of shit!"

They returned to Anna's office, where she told Tom that she would be arranging
a place for him to live, before sending him out to commence his duties.

Tom spent the next two days with his mouth under the pussies or asses of any
woman, young or old, who called on him swallowing whatever waste they chose to
give him. Much of his time was spent over a toilet bowl, violently vomiting
back the filth he had been forced to ingest. At about twelve on Thursday
morning, he was called to Anna's office.

As he entered, he was surprised to see his ex-wife sitting there next to a very
attractive big-breasted redhead of about 35. He looked at Julie, his ex-wife
who was also 35, and bitterly regretted losing her. With her long black hair
circling her pretty face, her perfect figure and long sexy legs, she was every
man's dream. His thoughts were broken by the sound of Julie's voice.

"Hello Tom darling," she said brightly. "This is my girlfriend Rachel. She has
been giving me the sexual satisfaction you were never able to provide." Tom
felt a pang of jealousy as the three women smiled at her words.

"Sit down Tom," Anna instructed, and he sat himself next to Rachel.

"What have you been doing this morning?" Anna continued.

Tom reddened visibly at being made to say what he had been doing in front of
his ex-wife and her lover.

"Well," he began. "I have spent most of the morning with Miss Jane."

"Oh yes," replied Anna. "The lady who used to be your secretary. She is
pregnant, isn't she?"

"Yes Madam," confirmed Tom. "She seems to need to pee more than usual. I have
had to serve her four times this morning."

"Is she still suffering morning sickness?" Anna enquired, with a wicked glint
in her eye. Tom glanced anxiously at the other two women.

"Er, yes Madam," Tom stammered. "I have been made to swallow her vomit three
times already today." Julie and Rachel giggled like a couple of schoolgirls at
this.

"Good," said Anna. "Now, the reason Julie and Rachel are here is that they have
kindly said that they will be pleased to let you live at their home with them,
now that I have assured them that I have arranged for your cock to be
permanently locked up. They will be holding a spare key for your cock cage,
should they wish to have fun with you."

"I can assure you that you will not be at all pleased about living with us,"
laughed Rachel, who seemed to have a heavy cold.

She took out a tissue, and blew her nose. Turning to Tom, she ordered him to
open his mouth. He did so without thinking, having already been programmed to
follow female instructions without question. Rachel pushed the snot filled
tissue into his mouth and ordered him to eat it. Tom gagged as he felt the
slime touch his tongue, and retched as it slid down his throat.

"Oh you are wonderful Rachel," Julie enthused. "I can see you are going to be
very inventive in helping me humiliate the little turd!"

Anna smiled as she continued explaining the position to Tom.

"You will not be made to pay rent, but you will of course have to perform very
personal services for both ladies. I am sure you can guess what they might be.
Do not be under any misapprehension Tom, your employment here depends on your
living with these ladies, and obeying any instruction they may give you
immediately no matter how humiliating or disgusting it may be."

"Open your mouth again," commanded Rachel suddenly.

As he did so, she spat in his mouth three times.

"Well," she laughed. "Julie told me, but I did not believe any self respecting
man could be such a weak, pathetic sissy. I am really going to enjoy making you
pay for hurting the woman I love!"

Arrangements having been made, Tom was sent back to work, having been told by
Julie to get home as soon as possible after work.

Tom arrived at Julie's at about six, and found the two women wearing similar
skimpy black night-dresses. Both were barefoot, and had painted their toenails
bright red. They looked incredibly sexy, and Tom realised immediately that
Julie had told Rachel about his strong foot fetish. They obviously intended to
make things as frustrating as possible for him.

"Our dinner is ready," announced Julie. "You will be eating later Tom, why
don't you get under the table and give our feet a lick, I know how much it
turns you on."

Tom got on his knees, and studied the beautiful feet of the two women. As he
took Rachel's foot in his hand and began to lick, he felt his cock straining
unsuccessfully to become erect in his cage. They kept him down there for a long
time, worshipping their feet and toes laving him flushed and frustrated.

Eventually, he was allowed up, and Julie went to the kitchen to fetch his
dinner. It was sausages and instant mashed potato. Tom could see that it was
cold, because the sausages were covered in died fat. The potato also looked a
strange colour.

"The potato has been made with Rachel's piss instead of water," explained
Julie. "To give it extra flavour."

"Looks a bit dry, don't you think?" asked Rachel.

"You are right," agreed Julie, and they both began to spit copiously over the
sausages.

Rachel topped it off by emptying the contents of her clogged nostrils, one by
one over the potato. The two of them watched him closely as he spooned the
unappetising mess into his mouth, grimacing all the time. When he had finished,
he was treated to a large glass of Julie's piss, fresh from her bladder. He was
then sent to the kitchen to wash up.

When he returned, he was made to sit in the chair, while the two women sat on
the sofa kissing passionately. Julie pulled down the front of Rachel's night-
dress, and began fondling her huge breasts.

"I think your ex-husband is looking at my tits," observed Rachel.

"Let him look," responded Julie. "Anything that makes his frustration worse is
fine with me. We will make him lick our juicy pussies later, that will drive
him crazy!"

True to their word, the women took him up to their bedroom. Removing their
night-dresses, they lay side by side on the double bed, their legs spread
lewdly. Tom had never seen two more desirable women. On their instructions, he
began to alternately lick and suck their succulent cunts. Already badly
frustrated by being prevented from coming for several days, the two and a half
hours he was kept between their legs drove him over the edge. With tears in his
eyes, he pleaded with them for some relief in exchange for the orgasms he had
given them. They laughed in his face.

"You are not here for your pleasure, fuck face," sneered Rachel. "You are here
to serve and please us."

"Speaking of which," added Julie. "Go to the bathroom and wait for us on your
knees. The two of us need a good shit before we go to sleep."

Miserably, Tom went to the bathroom and got to his knees. They followed shortly
afterwards, and between them gave him a huge amount of shit to eat, followed by
half a gallon of piss. They laughed and jeered at him as he knelt over the
toilet bowl and vomited their waste into it. Rachel grabbed some toilet tissue,
and gave her blocked nose a final blow. Pushing the sodden tissue into Tom's
mouth, she whispered:

"Welcome to your worst nightmare, toilet mouth. We have only just started, we
are going to make the rest of your life a living hell!"

With that, the two women joined hands, and went back to the bedroom, laughing
at Tom's plight, and planning further humiliation and degradation for him. Tom
knelt there for some time with tears in his eyes, knowing their cruelty would
know no bounds.


Lost Traveller

Ben had always wanted to explore the woods in the Deep South. He had taken
three weeks off work so that he could cover as much ground as possible, and
hoped that his pretty young bride of six months would join him. Both 22, he
thought he and his sexy redhead Mary had the perfect marriage. Which was why he
was a little put out when she told him she didn't want to come. She had
encouraged him to go alone, saying she would be fine on her own for a while.
Reluctantly, he had left without her.

Now he was lost. He had spent the last two hours desperately searching for
signs of life. Finally, he saw a log cabin, and began to make for it. As he got
close, he felt a sharp pain at the back of his head, and everything went black.
When he came round, he found that he was sitting on the floor of the cabin,
naked, with his hands tied behind his back.

As he regained his senses, he realised there was someone sitting opposite him.
It was a woman, mid fifties he guessed. Not unattractive, with greying hair she
had a figure which was big, rather than fat. Her breasts were fairly large, and
she had thick, strong thighs and calves. She was wearing a knee-length night-
dress and slippers. Seeing he was awake, she announced her name was Martha, and
was head of the house. She warned him immediately that he was going to regret
trespassing on her land.

She stood up, grabbed his arm and lifted him to his feet with surprising
strength.

"Time to meet the family," she said, and ushered him into another room.

When they got in there, he saw that there were five females of various ages
sitting there. First to be introduced were Millie and Jessie, Martha's two
daughters. They were frankly ugly, with short, dark badly cut hair, big noses
and bad teeth. They were also fat, Ben could clearly see under their night-
dresses their big saggy tits, big bellies and fat legs. Next were Sally and
Sarah, 17-year-old twins, and the daughters of Millie. Surprisingly perhaps,
they were very pretty, with long black hair. They carried a little weight, but
on them it looked good. With large, but firm breasts, wide hips and meaty legs,
Ben thought they looked very sexy. Last was 16 year old Annie, Jessie's
daughter. Unlike her cousins, she had short, fair hair, small pert breasts, a
flat stomach and long slim legs. With her young, innocent looking face, she was
easily the prettiest of them all.

"This is our trespasser," announced Martha.

"What's his name?" enquired Annie.

"We will just call him 'boy'," answered her Grandma. "I know you youngsters
haven't seen too many naked men, but you twins will remember what this is,"
Martha went on, grabbing Ben's cock roughly.

"Yes," agreed Sally. "I remember when we were 13, Daddy made us suck on his
thing until it got real hard and spurted in our mouths."

"That's right," Sarah remembered. "That all stopped the night you and Mom came
home and found us doing it. I remember that after that, every time we went to
bed you Mom and Aunt Jessie took Daddy into the room next to ours, and we heard
Daddy screaming in agony for a long time."

"Yes," smiled Sally. "We enjoyed that, didn't we Sarah? It used to make us feel
all tingly and wet between our legs. What were you doing Grandma?"

"I'll show you," answered Martha. "Annie, come here and help me. You see these
two balls hanging below the boy's cock? Well, if you want to really hurt a man,
that is the best place to hit. Spread your legs boy."

"No, please," pleaded Ben.

"Just do it!" shouted Martha menacingly. Frightened, Ben complied immediately.

"Now, kick off your slippers Annie," Martha instructed.

The young girl did as she was asked, revealing her perfectly formed, small
dainty feet. Martha then told her that she wanted her to kick the two hanging
balls as hard as she could. Annie took one step back, and swung her slim leg
and kicked Ben's balls with all her might. With her small feet and slight
build, she did not generate much power, but it was enough to make Ben cry out
with the pain.

"Oh Grandma, I really hurt him," squealed Annie. "I love it, I want to do it
again!"

"He ain't going anywhere," said Martha. "There will be plenty more times for
you. Now twins, that was not bad for a young girl, but now I am going to show
you what your Daddy was getting all those nights.""

With that, she kicked of her own slippers. Ben looked down. Her feet were much
larger than Annie's, and rather podgy. He looked again at her strong thighs and
big calves, and knew she was going to hurt him much more than her
granddaughter. Telling Ben to spread wide, she took a short run up, and smashed
her big foot into his already painful balls with amazing force. This time, he
screamed with the incredible pain, his legs buckled and he dropped to his
knees, vomiting on the floor. The other women gasped, and broke out into
spontaneous applause.

"Oh Grandma, you are good," congratulated Annie. "You made him throw up!"

"So that's what you did to Daddy," said Sally. "Why did you stop Grandma?"

"Because we ruined him girl," Martha replied.

"What do you mean?" enquired Sarah.

"Well, if you punish these things often enough, you bust them," explained
Martha. "That means they don't work, and a man can't get his cock to go hard
any more."

"Is that why Daddy left?" asked Sally.

"Yes," answered Martha. "We sent him to live with my two younger sisters, so
they could carry on punishing him."

"Do they still hurt him?" asked Sally.

"Oh yes," confirmed Martha. "He is whipped and beaten every day by them and
their friends, as well as having other nasty things done to him."

"Good," said Sarah. "He deserves it. He is nothing but a filthy pervert!"

After this, they all adjourned to the outhouse, where Martha said she would
show the girls another way to punish a man. Once inside, Ben was made to lie in
an old tin bath. Martha then placed two planks across the bath, with a gap just
above the young man's face. She then climbed up, lifted her night-dress, and
placed her bare bottom over the gap.

"What are you going to do Grandma?" asked Annie, her eyes wide.

"I am going to shit in his mouth, and then make him eat it," replied Martha.
"Then I am going to make him drink my piss."

"Oh, that will be so disgusting for him," laughed Sally. "I want to do it to
him too!"

"We all will," explained Martha. "From now on, he will eat all our shit, and
drink all our piss."

And so it began. All who needed to used Ben as their toilet before they all
went to bed. Over the next ten days, apart from toilet duty, Ben was made to
lick clean the feet of the two ugly sisters after they had spent the day
walking through the dirt and the shit while tending the animals. After that,
the two of them would take him to their bedroom, and make him lick their filthy
unwashed pussies and asses for hours until they were satisfied. Ben was
invariably sick after these sessions.

It was during this period that the three teenagers made a discovery. They
noticed that when they exposed their young bodies to Ben's gaze, his cock would
twitch. Taking it further, they found that if they made him kiss and suck their
titties and pussies, he would get very hard, and start begging them to give him
relief. Watched by Annie, the two twins kept on flaunting their bodies and
teasing Ben until he began to sob, saying he couldn't stand it, and would they
please let him cum. Annie in particular loved to see him cry, and asked him how
bad it felt not being allowed to spurt. When he sobbed that it was unbearable,
she encouraged her cousins to go on and on. In fact they only stopped when
their mother sent them to bed.

Later that night, Ben's erection had died down. He felt a little better, though
he was still very frustrated and a little tearful. He heard the door open, and
saw Annie come in carrying a lamp. She came over to him, put the lamp by his
bed and removed her night-dress. Getting into bed beside him, she pressed her
naked young body up against him.

"I am going to make you cry for me Boy," she said cruelly. "I am going to go on
until you are sobbing like a baby, and begging me to let you spurt. But I won't
stop there. I will carry on until you agree to let me do whatever I want with
you."

Ben pleaded with her, but to no avail. True to her word, she teased and
taunted, flaunted her young body and made him lick and kiss every part of her
young body until he was a complete wreck.

"Are you going to let me do what I want?" she teased.

"Yes, yes," Ben sobbed.

"Right," she said, kneeling between his legs. "Ask me to squeeze your balls as
hard as I can, ask me to hurt you."

"No, please," pleaded Ben. "That will hurt so bad."

"Ask me, or I will carry on making you cry until morning," she threatened.

"Alright," agreed Ben, unable to take any more. "Please squeeze my balls and
hurt me bad."

Annie laughed as she picked up a pair of her soiled panties she had brought
along. She told him to open his mouth, and pushed in the panties so that his
screams would not wake the others. She then took his balls firmly in her little
hand.

"I have wanted to do this for days Boy," she whispered.

Then she started. Squeezing slowly at first, she gradually tightened her grip
until she was squeezing as hard as she could. Ben was screaming through his
gag.

"Does it hurt boy?" she asked, still twisting and squeezing. "I love having you
in agony, I'd like to keep you like this forever!"

Eventually, she released her grip, and smiled contentedly as Ben sobbed again,
this time from the pain she had inflicted. She pulled out the panties and said:

"One more thing before I go. Ask me to throw up in your mouth."

"Please no," pleaded Ben. "That would be awful."

"Would you rather I squeezed you again?" she asked sweetly.

"No," Ben replied quickly. "Please throw up in my mouth."

He opened wide, and Annie leaned forward. Pushing two fingers down her throat,
she sent a huge load of vomit into his mouth, and down his throat. Telling to
keep his mouth open, she managed to send another three loads into his mouth
before she finished. Ben immediately leaned over the edge of the bed and threw
back all her vomit, plus a good deal of his own.

"Goodnight boy," Annie smiled, climbing off the bed. "We will have more fun
tomorrow."

Early next morning, Annie came back to see her victim.

"Listen Annie," said Ben seriously. "I am due home soon and my wife will be
worried. I need to contact her."

"Give me the phone number," replied Annie. "I will speak to her."

"Thank you," said Ben sincerely, and gave her the number.

Annie returned to him about an hour later.

"She seems a real nice lady, your wife," she said.

"What did she say?" asked Ben.

"Well, I told her about all the things we have been doing to you, and I thought
she would never stop laughing," she replied. "She thinks it's great!"

"What else did she say?" asked Ben, now very concerned. "It seems that your
Daddy and two brothers are keeping her very happy in the bedroom, so she
doesn't need you. In fact she said the three of them are putting their things
into her pussy three times a day!"

"I don't believe you!" cried Ben. "Is she going to come and get me?"

"I'm afraid not," replied Annie. "The last thing she said was to ask me and the
others to ruin you. She says getting all that sexing from your family, and
knowing you can't do anything will make her extra horny. I promised her that we
would start today and let her know how we get on. Come on, the others are
waiting in the barn. They are barefoot, and raring to start making you scream.
Face it boy, your wife doesn't want you back, we are going to be your family
now."

Ben sobbed uncontrollably, as Annie led him to face the other sadistic women.

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