Chapter 4

I had received confirmation from Señor Gomez that he had Jamal and my wife. I told the P.I. that I wanted information about where my wife was so I could serve her with divorce papers. She had run off with her old boyfriend. I did contact a divorce attorney. He was going to draw up the papers and when I found out where she was he would serve them.

The P.I. tracked them to Cancun. But as of yet they had not returned to the States. His advice was to wait until they returned then he would find them or she might even want to come back home. I advised the attorney. We waited. After a year he filed under the abandonment clause. Three months later I was officially divorced.

WARNING: If you do not like reading about cbt, torture, femdom, gangbangs or bestiality stop reading now. You have been warned.

I never heard from Jamal or Sue again. But I did get a video from Señor Gomez sometime around Labor Day of the year that the two lovers had went to Cancun. It started with a shot of Jamal in what looked like a dungeon. He was hanging by his arms from the ceiling. His legs were held wide apart by a spreader bar. He was sweating profusely. Why? I imagine it had something to do with the fact that there was a piece of cord tied around his balls and on the other end of the cord was a 40 lb. dumbbell stretching his ball sack. He was being very still trying not to swing that dumbbell!

There was a woman, she looked to be oriental, walking around him examining his body. She held a whip of some sort in her hand. Suddenly without warning she swung the whip. It landed across his buttocks and he screamed his legs bent then went straight. The dumbbell bounced and stretched his sack more.

His screams died down as she walked in front of him. The tip of the whip touched his cock. She rubbed it up and down and it twitched.

“You like that don’t you?” I could not place her accent.

“I should have never come to Mexico. I hate this place.”

“This dumb animal thinks he is Mexico.” She said that to someone off camera. I could hear more than one person laugh. All sounded female.

“Where the fuck am I at if I ain’t in Mexico?”

The whip fell on the end of his cock. He scream and again the dumbbell bounced.

“What did I tell you about your language? You are on my island close to Singapore if you must know. I bought you. Now I plan to train you like the animal you are. Your cock and balls are of no use to you here and soon they will be removed.”

“Please, don’t do this. I will be good don’t hurt me”

“But that’s why I bought you. My friends and I love to see you suffer. But now I am going to let Madam Li take over for a few minutes. She has something new in mind. I am sure you will not like it.”

Another Asian woman comes into view. She is carrying a long nail of some sort. She walks over to him and takes his cock in her hand. She is rubbing it back and forth as she explains to others off camera. “I have found that this works better if the cock is hard.” She dips the nail in a jar of grease or Vaseline of some sort then uses her hand to thoroughly coat it. Taking his hard cock in one hand she moves the nail to its tip. Jamal realizes what is about to happen and starts to beg her not to do it. His pleas turn to screams as the greased nail begins its journey up inside his cock. He is screaming as the nail is embedded fully and secured with a device on the end which will prevent it slipping out. Then the fun started. Two others come into the picture all carrying whips. They beat him all over his body. I fast forward for about 15 minutes. Then started it again.

Jamal was still hanging by his hands. The dumbbell had stretched his ball sack to about a foot long. The nail was still in his cock. He had whip marks all over his body and blood was dripping on the floor. The tape went black.

In about 5 seconds it came back on. Jamal was on his hands and knees. There were two children on his back, both girls. He had a bit in his mouth and the girls were pulling on the reins.

“Go faster, go faster.” Jamal was crawling as fast as he could while the girl in the back was whipping his ass with a small riding crop.

“Girls that’s enough for today. You can play with your pony some more tomorrow. Now get off and go study.”

This woman walks over to Jamal and takes the bit out of his mouth. He does not stand. She pats his bald head like he is a dog. “Now run along and get back in your cage. I’ll be in when I get the girls to bed and give you your treat for being good.”

“Yes Mistress.”

The screen went black again but suddenly it is back on. This woman is laying on a lounge with her knees bent up to her shoulders.

“Start with my asshole like you were taught. Good all the way in just like that, oh yes you are good. I like that big tongue of yours. And that piercing! Oh yes. That feels great. Now my pussy. Yes! Across my clit now suck it!” I can tell she is squirting and Jamal is trying to lick it up.