A book for adults only, featuring graphic descriptions of sex between a woman and several men, with cruel and destructive sadism inflicted on the woman victim, and dreamed scenes of bestiality. Lindsey wed Grant knowing what she was letting herself in for, and even when her pretty pudenda were trashed by her sister's whip, she thought it was worth it!
Grant would leave her for days on end, chained in a kennel, to be used by anyone who passed by; when he invited his friends around Lindsey's body was part of the offering; he even sent one of his nastiest friends around when she was tied up in the house to test his cruellest desires on the poor girl. To secure the house he brought in three male Doberman dogs, and in Lindsey's base dreams even the dogs couldn't leave her alone. Then he found out that Lindsey's sister Jen had a score to settle with her, which could only be done at the expense of Lindsey's sex; He gave Jen a bull whip and secured Lindsey where Jen could easily damage her, and with his friends he watched to see if Jen was as hard as she claimed she was. And she was! Do not buy if you are offended by extreme brutality and sadistic sex at the limits.
A bowdlerized excerpt from this 15,000 word story:
Grant returned home on the Monday evening. He looked at the state of his wife's body, and then at the dried blood and other fluids on the floor. He checked the bucket, and when he saw that it was empty he looked outside the back door, at the waste Lindsey had left there. He unfastened the chain but left the collar on; she watched him undo his belt and pull it from his trousers. He said, "I'm sorry my dear, but I can't allow you to make a mess like this of our marital home."
Lindsey was about to protest, but she instantly saw the futility of it.
"Go and stand by the wall, your hands on the wall, and push your arse back as far as you can."
She did as she was told.
"As long as you hold that position this won't take long, and you will only have to suffer ten strokes. Each time you move I will add two. Are you ready?"
Lindsey knew that nothing Grant did would hurt as much as the kicking she had received; she said, "I'm ready. Give it your best shot."
Grant suppressed a grin and drew the belt back. He struck her as hard as he could, and was amazed to see that she didn't even flinch. The other nine also left her unmoved, even though each one raised a big welt on her soft flesh. When he'd finished she turned to face him.
"Thank you, husband. It is good that you let me know what I may and may not do."
Grant reached into a bag he'd brought home with him and produced a length of pipe. "Go and bathe yourself thoroughly, and then use this to give yourself a thorough cold water enema. Don't try to hide what you're doing, and when you are suitably clean, join me in the master bedroom"
Remembering his comments about not hiding what she was doing, Lindsey gave the bathroom a very thorough check. Sure enough, there were four cameras in there too. It seemed she was to run her whole life for the pleasure of her husband and his friends. In spite of that, she did as she was instructed; when she gave herself the anal enema she turned her back to one of the cameras and let the dirty water spray out of her, covering the lens. She supposed she would be the one instructed to clean it, but it was worth it. Then she walked through to the bedroom.
Grant was lying on the bed. He was naked, and he was lying on his back.
He was looking up at a TV monitor, and Lindsey could that he was replaying her bath. At the point when she sprayed the camera he said, "I thought you must know where they are. Thank you for being such a good sport about it."