Chapter 6: The Red-Haired Virgin

The ‘Freak’ was satisfied for almost a month. She started to come out more and more when Sam and I made love. Sometimes our lovemaking was gentle and sweet. Then the next time it would be rough, hard, demanding. Sam noticed and said he enjoyed it. He said it was like having two different women all in the same body. I know I loved it. It seemed to be more fun letting the Freak out. I began to realize ‘she’ was not separate from me but a part of me. Not a side of me to be feared but to be enjoyed. I began to enjoy her more and more. And so did Sam. He encouraged her to come out.

One time we were at a restaurant and in walks Tony Green with his wife, two young boys and a big black man. I am introduced then they are seated where I am facing their table.

“What are you thinking?” asks the love of my life.

“I am thinking that Tony’s wife is fucking that black guy behind his back.”

“You are wrong about that. Jubal is special. Watch the way she treats him. She makes him sit up straight, makes him eat his vegetables and even wipes his mouth. He has the mind of an eight year old child.”

Maybe but he has the body of a man and I bet she is screwing him.

“Well, you are wrong. Tony had us install cameras in his house and they are not. So get your mind out of the gutter.”

My eyes narrow and my voice gets hoarse.

“I would love to get that fat little blonde wife of his tied to my bed.”

“Ok, tell me what you would do to her.”

“I would tie her spread-eagled on the bed then I would take a riding crop and whip her nipples until she screamed. Then I would take my cat-o-nine tails and start on her pussy. In no time she would be begging me to stop and saying she would do anything if I would just stop. I would tell her that if she would stick her tongue in my asshole and make me cum I would stop. She would refuse at first and I would continue to whip that pussy. After about 5 more strokes she would say she will do it. I would mount her with my ass over her mouth and...”

“Enough, my lioness, we need to finish our meal and get home. I think we need to e-mail that red haired lesbian. You sound like you need another night with a submissive. How about the goddess scenario?”

I love this man! He knows me so well.

That night after he fucked the ‘Freak’, we did e-mail Red. We asked if she was still interested and immediately we got a reply that she was. We told her our rules and our need for a medical exam. She said no problem. I explained the ‘goddess scenario’ to her. Then, I hit her with the big requirement, I would demand complete compliance with all my commands. I told her that I understood she was a virgin, never a man only a dildo, but if I wanted to watch as one of my priests fucked her, she would not be able to say no. Was she ok with that? Her reply took about 15 minutes, but she finally wrote back that she would do whatever she was commanded to do.

I answered that I expected her full compliance and for her to expect to be humiliated, spanked, whipped and made to beg. She wrote back that she could endure anything but did not want to be left with permanent scars. I promised that she would be bruised but not bloodied. I also reminded her that she would have a safe word and she could stop at any time.

We received a copy of her lab tests on Thursday and Saturday night at 7 pm she knocked on our door.

Sam—I opened the door and there stood this red-haired kid! She looked 15 years old. But I knew different. I had checked her out. She was 20 and starting her junior year at the university. She was also beautiful! Way too pretty to not have boys chasing her all over campus. Why does she have this fantasy of being dominated by a big black muscle woman?

I invited her inside and ask if she has a cell phone or any other recording device on her. She meekly answers no. She says she left everything in her dorm room. I tell her the fantasy will begin when she is totally naked. She looks startled and asks if she is supposed to strip here in the living room? I tell her yes and she unzips the back of her dress and it falls to the floor. No bra, just a white thong, symbolizing virginity, I think.

“The heels also.”

Now she is naked. “Follow me.”

I led her to the bathroom. She smells like coconuts when she exits the shower. I patted her dry and instruct her to follow me. She has not seen Leona yet.

At the door to our bedroom she stops and gasps. I think this girl is having second thoughts and about to run out of the house. Leona is in full ‘Freak’ mode. Her head is freshly shaved on the sides. Her blonde hair is long down her back and only slightly curled. She turns and her face has an evil sneer on it. Hell it would scare me if I did not know her. Her body is black as coal and we have oiled it so it shines. She has on a sheer night gown and her six-inch heels. She towers over both of us. I am sure Red sees her pierced nipples and that clit that is sticking out like a small penis.

Red stands still as Leona approaches.

“This is the virgin you have chosen for me tonight. You have done well, Priest. Prepare her for me.”

I lead Red over to the bed and tell her to lay on her back and spread her arms and legs. As I tied her to the bed, I remember how she said she liked to be tied up and forced. We are about to see just how much she likes that!

Red is trembling as she sees Leona pick up a riding crop off the table by the bed.

“Do we need to gag you or can you take the pain?”

“I will do whatever my goddess wishes, but I prefer not to be gagged”

Leona grins and I see the ‘Freak’. I am getting hard just watching the interaction with this girl. I am dressed in a pair of leather pants that Leona insisted I wear and my dick is pushing against the leather.

Leona drops her nightgown to the floor as she runs the whip over Red’s nipples. They seem to be instantly hard. Then it is POW! The whip slams down directly on her left nipple. Red’s arms and legs strain at the ties. She wants to scream but does not. Her face goes through all sorts of contortions, but she says not a word. Then the whip is brought down on the other nipple just as hard. Again no sound from her, but the ties are again tested! I think I heard her mumble something like ‘oh god’ but just barely. Then the ‘Freak’ really gets into it. She is whipping both titties over and over not giving the girl time to rest between the blows. After about 10 strikes to each nipple, Red starts to beg. All she says is, “Please, please no more, PLEASE.”