How far would a wife go to save her husbands business, her house, her friends, with me Helen Brooks ir was far far further than most women would go.
I am not religious, I enjoy going to church for weddings , and at Christmas to keep my Mother happy, I always go to mass with her at Midnight. But that Friday morning, that dreaded Friday morning where in less than 8 hours I was to have to leave from my lovely house and my oh so comfortable surroundings and be paraded like a cheap street whore at the Colombia Club to contribute towards paying my husbands gambling debts. There was no other way, from this day forth until his debt was paid, the only way of him keeping his business, us keeping our lovely house and me keeping my dear friends, was for me to perform and do wickedly crude things in front of a 100 pairs of eyes and then be auctioned off to the highest bidder, taken to their room and where I would have to perform sexual favours of their liking.
I had informed Mary our maid, Thursday afternoon that we would not require her services until Monday as my husband and I would be away visiting friends, and she should take this opportunity to visit her family. I needed an empty house that night when Samuel my husband returned . I need to know what was going to happen to me at his club , I had asked and asked him over and over again and never got a straight answer, I was going to get an answer that night for sure.
I had not slept much Thursday night,and I was confused, angry and scared ,and I don’t know why but I felt the need to go for a walk and I was drawn into the pretty little graveyard of St Mark’s Church , and as the main door to the church was wide open I went inside. There were several women busily cleaning the church ,they worked in silence and ignored me as I slid into a pew at the back of the church. I needed to think , I wanted to kneel and pray, but at the same time I didn’t really want to be there, the wicked thoughts I had going through my head I did not want God to hear, but I could not help thinking of the previous night when Samuel had returned from work.
He did not arrive home until 7.30 in the evening, so by the time he came in the front door,I for the first time in my married life was ready for a confrontation with the man I had promised to love honour and obey , my husband . A soon as he came in I enquired of him where he had been, he muttered something about ” he had to go to the Club “, and I said “what for , did you discuss what my humiliation was to be ” ? “Ssshhh” he said ,”Mary will hear you ” . “No she will not ” I replied “she is at her parents ,I have sent her away until Monday, now tell me Samuel,and tell me the truth what will I required to do at that sewer you call your club, and don’t lie to me “.
I was shaking with rage, I sat back in the chair and started to cry, he came over and stood behind me with his hands on my shoulders, ” don’t cry Helen” he said softly “please don’t cry “. “What are they going to do to me ” I said through my sobs, as big tears ran down my cheeks , “I don’t know” he said , ” I don’t know what you are going to have to do I asked tonight and no one would tell me “? This only made me cry more until I eventually managed to say “have you, have you I sobbed, seen other wives there “? He meekly answered ” yes “. ” Then tell me ,tell me what they had to do I begged him ringing my hands in frustration at the lack of information he was giving me..
Samuel came from behind me and stood in front of me,” stand up ” he said , handing me his handkerchief as he told me to dry my tears. He began to undo the buttons on my blouse, then my skirt and It was not long before I was naked, for the second time in such a short period of time. Samuel went into the entrance hall and came back with my high black winter button up boots, the ones with the high square heels , ” put these on ” he said as I looked at him in amazement,” and take them tomorrow,the members like women in heeled boots “. He left me sitting there doing my boots up, and when he returned he was carrying an empty bottle of wine the contents he had drunk the night before. H e put the bottle on the drinks cabinet and came and stood before me .
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” Helen do you really want to know what might happen to you tomorrow night ” he asked . I could feel my face burning with embarrassment ,my husband was standing looking at me naked, in all the years we had been married I am sure he had only seen me naked a few times ,yet here I was standing looking at him like some brazen hussy of a prostitute working a street corner in the dock area of lower Manhattan. “Yes” I said , “yes I want you to tell me what is going to happen to me”, my voice was getting louder and louder ,” tell me, show me , what you have seen other women do , please, I need to know,” I shouted as I fought back the tears again.
Samuel came over and took hold of my arm ,he walked me over to the table ,pulled out a chair and held my arm to steady me, ” get up on the table” he said gruffly, probably annoyed that I had shouted at him. ” Get up on the chair and then get on the table” he said, I stood looking at him in disbelief, and I watched as he undid the belt around the waist of his pants. He folded it in half and said ” my dear Helen, one thing you should learn is that if you don’t do as you are told you will be punished ” and he smacked me across my bottom with the belt . I screamed out loud but before I could say anything he had smacked me with the belt again, ” are you deaf he shouted ” as I tried to get hold of the back of the chair and climb up on to it
The only thing I managed to do was present my bottom for a third stroke of his leather belt and I fell forward onto the table in a panic before rolling onto my back to protect my poor throbbing bottom. I laid on my back with my hands under my bottom grabbing the cheeks where my husband had whipped me , not once but three times. I watched him place the belt on the table and he took hold of my ankles and pulled my legs open wide. ” My Darling, please ,please please understand, you must do as you are told, please don’t try and fight them, if you had refused to get on the table at the club you would now be laying on your back, someone would be hold your hair tight in their hand so you could not move, and two other members of the staff would be holding your legs wide open, and they would whip your cunny with the belt, do you want to feel how much pain that causes ” ?
I couldn’t answer I could not fathom out what he was saying, as he picked up the belt I mumbled “no “, and he said ” well are you ready to continue”, and I whispered “yes” . He helped me stand up on the table., ” open your legs Darling ” he said , ” show the world that lovely Lady Jane you have “. I looked at him perplexed, ” what is a Lady Jane ” I asked, as his hand went between my legs and he took hold of my lips down there causing me to jump. . ” This is your Lady Jane” he said smiling at me, ” this cunny of yours is your Lady Jane” . “Why is it called that” I asked and Samuel laughed, he pulled my vagina lips apart and said ” Lady Jane Grey, she was the queen for 9 days, then she was beheaded, the gap between your cunny lips looks like the axe has fallen there and cut you full beautiful Mons Pubic in two ” he said pulling my lips further apart something he had never done before.
I went to place my hands over my cunt, he slapped my hand, ” doing that will get you a brutal whipping ” he said sternly, ” please Darling remember what I said , if your going to go through with this you must just obey and do as they say, please ,please ,please remember that darling ” he said looking at me, we both had tears in our eyes and I for the first time I realised how serious the situation we and especially I was in.
” What would they make me do if I was standing on a table like this ” I asked, he looked at me, looked away, looked back and said ” they would expect you to “,he hesitated then said, ” self-pollution they would expect you to, do that.” I stood on the table looking down at my husband, ” I can’t do that I said softly “. “Oh for Gods sake” he said angrily, ” of course you can , don’t tell me you have never done it before ” he said bitterly ” all you women have “. I wanted to say ” of course I have done it, too many times when you my dear husband ,half drunk had finished with me , squirted your infertile seed into my belly and left me laying in my bed while you went to your own to sleep, leaving me feeling unsatisfied and in need of being rogered ,of course I have abused myself,far to many times than I care to remember, ” and as I thought that my right hand went to my cunny and I started to stroke it’s lips.
Samuel sat back in a chair to watch me, ” play with your breasts ” he said, ” rub your nipples, push your finger in your Lady Jane and then put you finger in your mouth and suck it “, his instruction went on and on and I could feel myself getting aroused. ” That’s right ” he said “I can see you love juice shimmering on your lips, your enjoying this aren’t you”? Before I could answer he got up went and bought the empty wine bottle to the table he held the bottle up , ” fuck it ” he said , ” fuck the bottle”, and before I had the chance to say “I can’t do that “,he shouted “JUST DO IT ,hold it in your left hand and push it in your cunt, ” he said shouting at me.
” Helen” he said looking at his feet, I could hear his voice trembling, ” it is not me asking you to do this , it is the member of the club, one Horace Jackson that will be the one telling you to do it , and if you don’t Helen he will make sure you have a layer of skin removed from your butt with the bull whip, and then you will be taken to what is called The Dump ” , ” It is just a shed at the end of the garden I have seen this happen before, and they will put a metal collar around your neck and chain you to a metal loop on the wooden floor with just enough chain that you can be positioned on your hands and knees , and a line of men will form outside, not of members but of the lowest form of life that walks the streets of New York “. ” They are paid a silver dollar each to come and fuck you anyway they wish, in your cunt ,in your mouth in your ass,they don’t care how much you scream and beg ,the more crying and screaming and begging the harder their cocks get,so PLEASE , PLEASE ” he said loudly,” do as you are told for both our sakes”.
I took the bottle from him and with my right hand I opend my vagia lips and started to insert the wine bottle into my cunny, ” now darling ” he said as I started moving the bottle in and out of my hot hole. ” push more in ,push it in as far as it will go, now start to rub your little man in the boat and start pushing it in and out , in and out , you have a hundred pairs of eyes on you, your nothing more that a whore in heat, rub your bump hard darling , don’t look at their faces just fuck that big cock you have in your hand “.
Suddenly I could no longer hear Samuel , he was just a noise in the far far distance, I felt the sweat from my forehead going down my face into my eyes and stinging them and as I closed them I could feel myself reaching that very very special time when a woman forgets everything that she is doing , when she forgets where she is or even who she is ,when she even forgets the name of the man who is trying to rip her in two and it was then for the first time in my life I started to climax in front of someone , the lightning bolts going through my head were making my ears pop, I was outside my own body,I could feel my body shaking, and I thought I was falling over as I slowly dropped to my knees , letting the wine bottle go I had my hand over my cunny gripping it tight,trying not to let this feeling escape,I rolled onto my side and cried, not tears of pain, but tears of joy.
As I sat there looking at the sun shining brightly through the stained glass window ,one of the women who had been doing the cleaning quietly came up and sat down next to me on the pew. She smiled sweetly, ” are you alright dear ” she said whispering as if God himself could here her, ” do you need me to fetch Father Baxter from his rectory it is very close by. ” No No” I said smiling back at her ” I just came in to, well I don’t know what I came in to do ” I said getting up slowly . She stood up next to me and said you don’t have to leave,the church door is never locked of a day time. I smiled and said no I have to go, I have a lot to do, my husband is going to be home to collect me later, were going away for the weekend ” , I said trying not to cry.
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