Finding out his wife was not the innocent virgin she had informed him she was on the day they wed,Thomas Preston decided to teach her a painful lesson
Elizabeth Preston walked slowly down the pier and onto the Staten Island Ferry, the evening was hot and humid. She stood on the top deck for the short trip to the Island ,looking around she noticed two women she convinced herself were like her going to Silver Lake Hall , just knowing she was not alone on the ferry made her feel a little better, but she almost started to cry as seconds before the boat cast off two young gentlemen ran up the gangplank and into the women’s arms laughing and shouting . She felt sad and sorry for herself as she thought how much easier the journey would have been to have someone to talk to, someone like her who had no idea where she was going or what was going to happen to her once she got there.
As the ferry left the dockside in Lower Manhattan Elizabeth looked into the deep black water of the Upper Bay, for a second or two she actually thought that could be the way out of the misery her life had become, but as she grabbed the ships rail those thoughts quickly disappeared and from somewhere she felt she had the strength to win back her husband no matter what . Again she tried to wrap her mind around what had happened in the previous two weeks and ,how her life had changed ,from her being the happy young wife of Thomas Preston a successful city banker almost twice her age, to this woman who felt when she was in the company of her husband she was in the presence of Charon the ferryman on the River Styx.
John Crawford a man she had walked out with and lost her virginity to several years earlier, who she thought she was about to marry ,only to find out overnight he had left to go to California to join the Gold Rush in 1855 had returned,and ruined her life for a second time. By the time he got there the Gold Rush was over and on his returned three years later he had hoped to find Elizabeth willing to marry him and forgive him ,but it was too late, she had married one Thomas Preston.
Asking in the old neighborhood it didn’t take Crawford long to find out where the married Elizabeth’s husband worked, and it was a week later that the letter arrived on Thomas Preston’s desk asking him to tell Elizabeth that he loved her and had done so ever since the day he first met her, and the times they laid together planning the future were the happiest nights of his life. Thomas Preston spent the rest of the day mulling over what he should do , the woman he married had sworn she was pure the day he married her, and in bed on their wedding night she had squealed and begged him to be gentle with her, and he now knew it had all been a pack of lies.
Elizabeth came out of the sitting room when she heard her husband open the front door. ” Good evening Thomas ” she said as she walked towards him, expecting the normal kiss she got every night as he closed the front door behind him . The maid came out of the door from the kitchen to take Thomas’s coat as Elizabeth put her hands on his shoulders but his kiss was cold as he pulled away from her immediately . Turning to Annie one of the two young maids he employed he asked her ” is dinner ready to be served “? ” Yes Sir,” she answered, ” then serve it now and you and Marian can go to your rooms early tonight,you can clean up in the morning “.
Hurrying back through the door she had come through she said “quick quick ” to the other maid,
“the master is in a strange mood, he wants the dinner served now and we have to go to our rooms, he wants us gone ” By the time Annie and Marian had bought the dinner to the table and left, Elizabeth had asked her husband several times ” what was the matter “, and never received an answer, she was somewhat scared ,every time he looked at her she felt guilty but she didn’t know why.
Dinner that night was held in almost complete silence,Thomas drank more than normal , and after he had finished dinner he went out into the garden through the French doors carrying a bottle of wine and his glass. Elizabeth followed as far as the French doors, and when he turned to look at her she froze almost afraid to go any further. She watched horrified as her husband threw the glass at the statue in the garden shed , and Elizabeth decided it would probably be the time for her to retire to her bedroom and stay away from her husband who had from the time he left in the morning to go to work, until he returned in the evening turned into a monster she didn’t recognise.
Elizabeth had been sitting on her bed for almost half an hour when the door flew open. Thomas stepped into the room and looked at his wife, ” get ready to be fucked ” he said looking at her. She looked at him in amazement he had never spoken like that before. ” Be in my bed room in five fucking minutes ” he said rocking backwards and forwards thanks to the amount he had drunk. Elizabeth stood there looking at the door he had slammed shut as he left. She didn’t want to call the maid to help her undress, she reached behind her back and undid several buttons on her skirt at the waist before pulling it to the floor, removing her blouse and petticoat she sat on the bed and pulled her knickers off, standing naked she lifted her nightdress off of her pillow and slipped it on taking a deep breath she left her bedroom and knocked on her husband’s bedroom door. He opened the door naked, and walked away leaving her to close it .
They stood looking at each other. ” I am here my dear husband she said sweetly do you require me to lay on the bed now ? ” No” he said looking at her, ” I require you to behave like the whore you are, come and kneel before me, and put my cock in your mouth and suck it “. Elizabeth looked at him horrified ,that was something no wife ever did ,prostitutes did that not wives. ” I can’t do that ” she said softly, “I think the amount you have had to drink tonight has made you confused ,I am your wife nor some whore on a street corner ” He laughed and moved towards her,standing in front of her he put his hands on the top of her nightdress and slowly ripped it apart from the neck to her waist exposing her large breasts.
” Then let me help you to learn how to be a whore” he said nastily, his hands went to her breasts and his finger and thumbs took hold of her hard nipples and he slowly began to walk backwards making his screeching wife follow him. ” Ssstttooooopppp ssstttooppptop” , Elizabeth cried, as she tried to remove his hands from her her breasts. ” Put your hands down whore ” he said squeezing her nipples even harder and making her slowly drop to her knees.
He let go of her nipples and grabbed a handful of her hair, and pulled her face towards his hard cock,
” don’t cry Elizabeth” he said , softly,” do you remember the last time my cock made you cry ” ? She didn’t answer him, her hands were gently rubbing her sore nipples. ” I remember it well, said Thomas, it was on our wedding night when you laid under me for the first time, the night you made me feel like the only man in the world while my cock entered your cunt and ripped your hymen to make you a woman , the way you begged me to be gentle with you and the way you cried out in pain , do you remember that ” , but before she could say anything he shouted at her again , ” do you fucking remember that” , as she burst into tears.
Thomas pushed his cock against her closed mouth and said ” suck it whore, suck it like you used to suck John Crawford’s cock before he fucked you ” . Elizabeth could feel the blood draining from her face, her head began to spin, had she heard her husband right ,had he mentioned John Crawford, or had she imagined it, she was so confused she could not think strait. ”Open your fucking mouth ” she heard her husband say, although to her it sounded like he was a million miles away, but she did as she was told, only to feel his cock pushing between her teeth into her mouth and making her want to gag. Her husband held her hair tight and forced his big cock into her mouth time and time again almost pulling it out between her lips before pushing it back into her mouth until using all l her strength to push his legs away from her his cock came out of her mouth and as she choked and tried not to throw up .
Thomas stood looking at his wife on her knees leaning forward coughing ,her head in her hands. “Get up bitch ” he said softly “and get on that bed.” Elizabeth slowly climbed onto the bed like a wounded animal laying on her back she watched as her husband climbed over her placing a knee on each side of her breasts, he started to rub his cock up and down with his hand. He kept hitting her chin and nose with his cock , laughing as she tried to avoid the gentle slaps he kept giving her before pushing the purple head of his cock against her mouth, ” saying open your fucking mouth whore”, before pushing it between her lips and laughing at her as she tried not to gag each time hit hit the back of her throat.
Taking his cock out of her mouth she watched him as he began to rub his cock harder and harder and quicker and quicker ,grabbing her hair with his left hand he pulled her head off the pillow, ” open your mouth cunt he screamed “and as she did he brutally pushed his cock between her open mouth and emptied his balls into her throat.
Gagging didn’t help much, it just made her open her mouth even wider letting the second twitch of his cock shoot his second load down her throat, causing the old adage what goes up must come down,only in Elizabeth’s case what went down must come up. Her husbands cock deep in her mouth meant what was coming up came out of her nose and the side of her mouth all over her face throat and the bed.
Thomas got off the bed, ” clean this shit up before you go to bed ” he said and staggered out of the room,where he slept that night Elizabeth did not know.
The next morning Alice the maid delivered Elizabeth’s breakfast to her room, along with a letter that had been written by her husband . She thanked Alice and after the girl left the room she slowly opened the envelope. Pulling the letter out she read first few words and what she read made her quickly fold the letter back up, she put the tray and her breakfast on the bedside table,slid back under the covers and burst into tears.
You haven’t touched your breakfast Mam said Alice when she came to collect the tray. No said Elizabeth I am not hungry but a big sob left her body, as she waved Alice and her breakfast away. Sitting by the open window overlooking the small park she started to read the letter again. It read….Elizabeth here is a dollar bill, it is what you had in your peruse when you came into my life and it is what you will have when you leave it.
It took Elizabeth over an hour to read Thomas’s letter, she could only manage a few words at a time, then tears would fill her eyes and her sobs could be heard by the maids outside her room,who were waiting for her to call them for her morning bath. At the end of the letter written on the prestigious Reform Club of New York’s headed note paper where her husband was a member, was a paragraph that Thomas had obviously copied from the Clubs Rules that Elizabeth had to read several times to comprehend
It read Paragraph 3 Subsection 9 …..Members that chose to take advantage of the facilities at Silver Lake Hall will find the premises open for weekends beginning at 7 pm Friday evening and ending at 6 pm on Sunday evening, on the first and third weekend of every month . Members Wives, Daughters, Mothers or significant others will be allocated temporary membership for the time they are on the premises , members will be billed for this privilege at the end of the month the property is occupied . It continued, assistance will be available to members if required, particularly where the likes of correction ,subjugation or thralldom is required.
Elizabeth read the last 6 words of the paragraph over and over again she could not believe what she was reading, surely Thomas would forgive her before subjecting her to such humiliation.
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