Melissaıs Perfect Punishment - Part 2 A Lesson for Melissa Part 2 By Buckaroo Bonzai During the week preceding Melissaıs next session with her blackmailers, I had a lot of second thoughts about allowing it to take place. Iım not heartless, and nobody wants to see a loved one humiliated, especially their wife. But every argument I devised pointed to the session as the only way to teach her a lesson that sheıd never forget. I even tested her with a few ³casual² questions about her stand on extra-marital sex. Her answers, ³There is no excuse for an affair...ever,² and ³Having an affair is unforgivable,² only strengthened my resolve to teach her a lesson. Or, in this case, allow the lesson to be taught. On the afternoon of doom, I arranged to leave the office early, and headed over to Melissaıs studio. With the full-time crew out-of-state, Melissa had the run of the place, and I knew sheıd be taking a break for dinner around 4:00. Sure enough, her car was gone when I arrived, and I let myself in using the spare key Iıd smuggled out of her purse. I already knew where Iıd set up shop. Along the back of the control room was the producerıs room, which featured a long, reflective-glass window. Now they just used it for storage, and I knew the odds were long that someone would go in there during the evening. From this room I could easily observe the shots being sent to the director from all the cameras. And, if they left the control room door open, I could directly observe the action in the studio, using the binoculars I had in my briefcase. Taking a chance that Melissa would be out for a while, I inspected the studio set up. True to his word, Smoothy had delivered a blow-up full-size mattress, now covered in a floral sheet. The desk from the previous week stood to one side, with a secretarial chair behind it. Sheıd set up the fewest possible studio lights, probably to keep the heat down. Two studio cameras and one hand-held camera stood ready. And a simple boom mike would be capturing the audio action. Melissa came back to the studio about 5:15. Back in my lair, I could see her perfectly through the open control room door. There was a real good chance that theyıd leave it propped open, as theyıd be going in and out of the control room often. After doing some prep work, she left again, and returned about 5:45, presumably wearing their lingerie under her jeans and T-shirt. She didnıt look nervous, but I donıt think she realized the kind of wild imaginations sex-crazed teenage boys could have. Smoothy, Shy Guy and Punk arrived precisely at 6:00, with Punk taunting Melissa with an envelope that mustıve contained the incriminating photographs. They immediately split up, preparing the studio for their production. Smoothy positioned the cameras. Shy Guy fired up the control room. And Punk checked the lighting, while Melissa supervised it all. Finally, they were ready, and Smoothy shot the bolt on the studio door. ³So, Liss, I hope youıre ready to pay for your crimes,² Smoothy said. ³Weıre gonna do this just like itıs our final exam. Weıre gonna set up one camera, unmanned, to catch the main scenes, on the bed. One of us will be on the main camera. One of us will be switching in the control room. And youıll have the pleasure of working with the last guy as your leading man. The only difference is, the leading man will be doing some directing, too.² In my hidey-hole, the sound was perfect. I could see the four of them in color on all three monitors. And with my binoculars, I could get extreme close-ups through the control room doorway. ³So the first step is to get you out of those clothes and into your costume,² directed Smoothy. ³Iıve got it on underneath,² Melissa said. ³Are you going to film this?² ³Nah, weıll go for the shots taking the other stuff off, though.² In contrast to last weekıs spectacle, Melissa unceremoniously pulled off her top and jeans, to reveal a cheap-looking blue baby doll ensemble. Melissaıs firm breasts filled out the top quite nicely, presenting a good deal of lace-covered cleavage. The panties werenıt nearly as revealing as the oneıs sheıd worn last week, though they did tie on the sides, for easy removal. At Smoothyıs direction, she donned a pair of wicked high heels, which made her tits thrust out even more. ³Wait. Before we start, weıve got a little greetingı to do,² cautioned Shy Guy, who evidently wasnıt shy anymore. He stood before Melissa and pushed her down to her knees, where she unzipped his pants, felt inside, and drew out his semi-hard dick. Wetting her lips, she placed them on the tip of the purple head, and then slowly sucked it into her mouth, French kissing it in the best way possible. She continued down the line to Smoothy, who possessively rubbed his cock on either side of her face. And then to Punk, who gleefully informed her afterwards that the three of them had jacked off in the morning, so she wouldnıt be getting any easyı orgasms like last time. ³Donıt forget, each of us has to cum twice tonight,² Smoothy cautioned. ³And you have to look like youıre not being forced into this.² With that, they split up to their respective positions: Punk on the cameras, Shy Guy in the control room, and Smoothy first with Melissa. Evidently, Smoothy had won the draw again. In the control room, one monitor showed a view of the bed from the side, courtesy of the unmanned camera. Punkıs camera held a close-up of my wifeıs cleavage, with her hard nipples looking like sexy buttons through the fabric. Smoothy started things by having her take his shirt off and kiss his chest and nipples. The camera showed every detail, from the suppleness of her tongue to the gleaming wet trail she left on his skin. She removed his shoes and socks next, kissing his feet as directed. With her kneeling before him, he seemed to relish his dominant position, and looked to be considering several options. Finally, he had her remove his jeans, and she began kissing him through his tight jockey shorts. Starting on one leg, she nibbled around to his ass, wetting the cloth over every inch of skin. Down between his legs her tongue traveled, until he seemed to be straddling her face. Then back up to the waistband, before pausing at the solid bulge in the front. She used both her lips and tongue here, tugging and smoothing the sensitive tool beneath. Finally, with her teeth tugging at the material, Melissa removed his underwear. His cock stood half stiff, the skin still a little loose, the veins barely discernible. Smoothy slowly played the head of his cock over Melissaıs upturned face, touching its thin slit to her cheeks, her chin, her nose, her eyelids, ending with it supported by her lips. Punkıs camera work was excellent, with the smoothness of her lips contrasting with the roughened textures on the cock shaft. The camera traveled down slightly to reveal the spongy surface of his sack resting against the silky smoothness of her chin, pillowing it and quivering at its touch. In fact, his whole cock had started to quiver, stretching and expanding as Smoothy reacted to the intense visual stimulus. I had certainly reacted to it, pulling my own cock out for a light stroking. It was easy to forget that this was my wife under the domination of another man, and instead react to the raw, animal passion. At the control panel, too, Shy Guy was stroking his crotch, obviously eager to get his piece of the action. We all watched intensely as my wifeıs lips parted, allowing the cock to drop into her open mouth. Her tongue darted out, circling the top of his shaft, trailing hot saliva. Then she bounced his cock up and down on her teeth, using her tongue as a tiny piston. Even as she did this, it grew harder and harder, until it was sticking out on its own, needing no more support. Skin stretched tight, you could trace the veins, which throbbed to their own rhythm. His balls seemed to expand in the sack, and he urged her to fondle them with her hands. Feeding her his cock, inch by inch, I watched it disappear into her mouth, the sides of her cheecks working as she alternately lashed it with her tongue and then sucked on it. Soon he was nearly in to the hilt, surely deeper than sheıd ever taken me. Pistoning in and out, he used her mouth like a vagina, with his balls occasionally slapping against her neck and chin. All caught intimately on tape. After a couple of minutes, he pulled out of her mouth, and led her to the bed. ³Lie down,² he ordered, placing her in a half- sitting position. ³Now pull the bottom of the baby doll up a little bit, so we can see just how wet you are.² As he arranged her top, he took care to brush his hand against her crotch often, at one point stroking her pussy lips through the satiny fabric. Then, with her crotch fully facing the camera, he reached down and untied the strings at the sides of her legs, and pulled the front panel forward, exposing her pussy to the camera. Evidently Smoothy had left instructions for that, too, since sheıd shaved her pubic hair into a vertical strip, in the style of porn stars today. This line of hair pointed right to her cunt lips, which were attractively stripped of hair on each side, as well. With the camera following every move, Smoothy drew his forefinger over the pouting folds of my wifeıs cunt, occasionally slipping inside to a fingernailıs length. Bringing his other hand into play, he extended his explorations, caressing her mound, sliding back to finger her ass hole, kneading her ticklish thighs, and grasping at her ass cheeks. After a few more moments, he slid his hands up over her stomach, bundling up the baby doll fabric as he progressed. He paused just before the swell of her breasts, and then lifted the top over her head, wrapping her hands and arms in it. Holding her in this exposed position, he lowered his mouth to her tits, teasing his tongue around the base of each before aggressively capturing the nipple between his lips and teeth. Tugging, pulling, gnashing and suckling, he worked the nipples and aeuorlas until they were red and stiff. Still holding her supine, Smoothy twisted his body to position his cock between her legs. Punk dropped down with the camera, shooting between their bodies to show the tip of his cock supported once again by her lips. Only this time, he had seven inches of fully engorged flesh poised over her. And this time, the lips in questions protected my wifeıs cunt, which I was normally very protective about. Then, having assured that Punk was getting the shot, Smoothy slowly lowered himself into my wifeıs cunt, disappearing inch by inch into the hot folds I called my own. Finally, his body met herıs, his long pubic hair entangling with her short stuff, as if they too were in the throes of passion. For the next few minutes, Smoothy contented himself with pounding in and out of my wife, pausing every so often to ravage her tits with his mouth, or to lick her neck and earlobes. Punkıs camera circled around them, focusing on her hands and arms held captive above her head, on the swaying of her breasts as Smoothy rocked her body, or on the rock- solid cock as it slipped in and out of Melissaıs cunt, covered in her tasty juices. On one shot, with Punk filming from the side, I could see Melissa lifting her hips, thrusting upward to meet Smoothyıs rhythmic pounding. On several of his strokes, her hips pretty much left the bed. For someone being forced into this, she sure seemed to be enjoying it. Soon, however, Smoothy slid out of her, and directed her to her hands and knees. With her tits hanging down, and her ass thrust up in the air, Smoothy knelt behind her, and she helpfully reached back to position his cock at the entrance of her wet, hungry cunt. As jammed his dick in and out of her, I could see the muscles playing in his back and butt, tensing and then releasing with each stroke. Occasionally he would stop while buried inside her to bend forward and paw at her tits, milking them down and then twiddling the nipples. After a few minutes he paused in his ministrations and gestured at Punk. ³Get around the front there, and letıs give her mouth a little bit of a workout. It might help her get, you know, a little more enthusiastic!² In no time at all, they had Shy Guy out on the camera; the recorder set to pick up everything from his hand held camera. And Punk was naked in front of my wife, his small cock waving in front of her face, big balls quivering in anticipation. This, I firmly believed, would be a new experience for my wife, taking two men at once. And indeed, her face reflected the sudden realization that these guys might have a lot more in store for her than she anticipated. With one hard stroke, Smoothy began pounding once again into Melissaıs waiting pussy, his balls slapping hard against her hard ass. Punk immediately stuck his cock into her moaning mouth, which slid back and forth in time with Smoothyıs strokes. Soon they had a steady rhythm going, Melissa bouncing back and forth like a tennis ball, pushed forward by Smoothyıs cock finding the deepest recesses of her pussy, and then pushed back by Punkıs cock enjoying the hot wetness of her mouth. Comfortable in a rhythm, they talked between themselves, as if they did this every day. ³She has got the hottest, tightest pussy of any chick Iıve ever had,² noted Smoothy. ³Sheıs not too bad at sucking, either,² Punk replied, running his fingers through her hair. ³And those tits just make me want to cum all over them. Which reminds me, donıt cum inside her this time. I wanna eat some of that pussy, and I donıt wanna be tastinı your cum, too.² They continued on for a few more minutes, commenting on the shape of her ass, the smoothness of her skin and her readiness to spread her legs for them. Finally, Smoothy pulled out with a wet popı, and he began setting up the next shot while Punk busied himself instructing Melissa on how he wanted his balls licked. After lining up the second mounted camera on Melissaıs bobbing head, he switched it on in the control room and joined Punk and Shy Guy, who by now had stripped off his clothes. ³Now weıre going to see how good she really is at sucking cock,² Smoothy said to his friends. ³Liss, youıre going to go around the circle of dicksı, sucking whichever one is in front of you. When you feel a tap on your shoulder, you must turn in that direction and go down on the next one.² Melissa looked around at the three cocks standing insistently in her face, seeing each one in intimate detail. Every ridge, every texture, every cum hole was there for her to discover, with her mouth, hands and cunt. She looked as though she might hesitate for a moment, and then bent to her task, taking Smoothyıs cock deep into her mouth. She slid it in and out lightly, and then began sucking on it, the wet noises distinct on the audio monitor. With that, Shy Guy tapped her right shoulder, and she immediately turned and engulfed his huge dick, her mouth stretching wide as she worked her way down the shaft. All slurping sounds were stifled by the enormous tool in her mouth, but Shy Guyıs guttural moans made up for it. Another tap brought her to Punkıs rock hard dick, which she easily sucked to the hilt. After that, no man got more than thirty seconds of service before another tap on the shoulder forced her to move on. Before long their instructions expanded to include sack licking, ball sucking, ass kissing and asshole licking. They had her suck cock while playing with her breasts, and filmed her masturbating while kissing Shy Guyıs throbbing shaft, up and down and back again. Finally, Smoothy cleared the others away, and laid Melissa back down on the inflatable mattress. With Shy Guy hurriedly switching the hand-held camera back on, Smoothy positioned himself between my wifeıs legs, and proceeded to give her a good, hot, hard fucking. After a few strokes Melissa lifted her legs onto his back, and began playing with her tits, which I knew was a sure sign she was enjoying herself. Her moans mixed with his, and she wasnıt acting when she yelled, ³Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Fill me up, damn you!² Seconds later Smoothy yanked himself out of her sticky hole and vented his cum all over her chest, the first shot splashing right on her left nipple, and the rest leaving milky trails across her chest and stomach. He squeezed out a few drops right onto her thin strip of pubes, where the camera caught them glistening in the lights. Face sweaty with pleasure, she immediately licked his softening cock dry, holding her tongue out so he could squeeze the last few drops onto it. ³Well, Liss. It seems youıve decided to enjoy yourself.² She looked a bit shaken at that, but didnıt answer. ³Now, for the pleasure of our viewing audience, youıre going to eat the cum Iıve so graciously given you.² With the camera following in extreme close-up, I watched as Melissa scooped the silky, milky jism from her breast, and slowly lick it from her fingers, looking as though she were savoring each drop. She did this with every pool of cum on her body, and rubbed the remainder into her skin as though it were a beauty cream. Then she turned to Smoothy and asked innocently, ³Is that what you were looking for?² Before he could answer, Punk pushed his way through, roughly pulled open my wifeıs legs, and began loudly slurping on her cunt. ³Iıve waited weeks to do this,² he proclaimed, pausing briefly, ³and Iım not going to wait while you two play lovey-dovey.² Then he bent back down and stuck his tongue deep in her pussy. As he enjoyed his feast, Shy Guy and Smoothy discussed how to best get it on video. Soon they had Melissa positioned on the edge of the desk, her legs spread wide to display her cunt, with its lips slightly parted as though knowing what was to come. With the camera positioned over her head, I had the privilege of witnessing Punkıs tongue part my wifeıs pussy lips and travel deep into her sexual canal. As Punk went back to work, he displayed a number of different techniques. Sometimes he would spread her wide with his fingers, and lap up her juices as they flowed from within. Sometimes he would find her clit and suck on it, delighting in the way she bounced and wiggled beneath him. And other times he would fuck her with his tongue, arching his neck until the full length of his tongue was embedded within her. As Punk went down on her, Shy Guy positioned himself next to Melissaıs head, and ordered her to suck him off. In this position, she could barely get her lips past the engorged head, but she ran her tongue over the helmet until he was moaning with pleasure. From the ecstatic look on her face, I definitely wasnıt sure that she was getting the ³perfect punishment² Iıd anticipated. With all the participants pre-occupied, I tip-toed out of my hiding place to engage in a little sabotage. The musky smell of sex permeated the room, but I didnıt let that distract me. There was no way I was going to let the videotapes of my wife being fucked like this leave the studio. I had to damage the tapes, but in such a way that it wouldnıt be immediately noticeable. That meant de- gaussing them, which entails passing a super-strong magnetic field over the tape cartridge, destroying all the images. The recording tapes they used were only twenty minutes long, and they had already gone through two of them. It took only a few seconds for me to completely erase each tape with the powerful magnet, and I was careful to leave them stacked exactly the way I found them. It took all my willpower not to stand transfixed in the control room doorway, the musky odors and the heat from the sex and lights washing over me. I rubbed my dick instead, and wished that I could mount up Melissa right at that moment, and sink my meat deep into her sopping cunt. And even as I thought that, Punk straightened from his task and sank his meat deep into my wifeıs sopping cunt. Her legs reached high over his head, and the camera caught every slippery moment as his piston action sucked her juices right from her body, where they dripped down her butt and pooled on the desk. A couple minutes later, Punk had displaced Shy Guy at Melissaıs mouth, and she knelt on the top of the desk eating his upturned cock. It was almost time for another tape change, so I made my way back into the stock room. I arrived just in time to see Punkıs climatic moment on the monitor. With Melissa deep-throating him, he unloaded his cum in the back of her throat, working hard to swallow it all. As before, his gigantic balls pumped out what seemed like a gallon of the stuff, and Melissa couldnıt keep up, his milky jism seeping and then flowing from between her lips. At Shy Guyıs direction, she opened her mouth wide to the camera, revealing a lake of globulous cum, with my wifeıs tongue sensously snaking out, as if seeking another cock to pleasure. As per their established ritual, she swallowed all the cum she could scoop up, and then tongue-cleaned every inch of Punkıs cum-smeared cock and balls. Then Punk took his place in the control room, while Smoothy helped Shy Guy set up the shots for his fuck-fest. Meanwhile, Melissa availed herself of some water, and tried to clean herself up a bit, brushing some of the cum out of her hair. She did look quite a mess, and it seemed to me that the ³punishment² part of the night was starting to make an impression on her. Soon, Shy Guy was ready to take his turn at my wife. But he definitely wasnıt shy anymore, and he seemed to have a real vision for how his sex scenes should play out. He started her off sucking at his cock for awhile, but the sheer size of it made it impossible for him to shove more than two-thirds of it into her mouth. So he placed her back on the mattress, and spent a few minutes just pounding into her cunt. Smoothy masterfully caught the scene on tape, the close-up scenes showing her pussy visibly stretching to accommodate his massive meat. From the way Melissaıs lower belly was pulsating, it was almost as if you could see his cock stretching the tissues inside her love canal. Then, seeming to take his inspiration from the way she writhed on the mattress below him, he positioned her to ride his cock from above. She slid down onto his cock as if in slow-motion, the camera showing her pussy lips parting, parting, and stretching further still, welcoming his full width and length into her. The sight of his shaft piercing into her was the most graphic and erotic yet, and I quickly yanked my own cock out and began stroking it. In the control room, Punk too was rubbing his dick, while switching between a close- up of the slick, white shaft being swallowed between her puffed-up pussy lips, and a wide shot of Shy Guy reaching up to caress and squeeze Melissaıs swaying breasts. She moaned continuously, and wore a blissful expression, her eyes closed and head thrown back. She seemed close to cumming when Shy Guy stopped the action and directed her to sit on him facing his feet. This she did, and soon she was back to rocking up and down, sometimes lifting her body to the very tip of his shaft, and then joyfully plunging back down. But while she pleasured herself, Smoothy brought Shy Guy a tube of lubricant, which he liberally applied to his middle finger. He then directed Melissa to stop and lean forward a bit, exposing her tight little anus to the camera. He spread more of the lubricant around her asshole, causing her to jump a little, making her look back at what he was doing. ³Keep your eyes straight, little girl,² he called, pushing at her with his free hand. ³I just got a little surprise for you. And I promise youıll like it.² With that he slowly poked his finger into her asshole, swirling it around to get it good and lubricated. She started to protest, but by then he was in to the second knuckle, and with a final little push his finger was deeply embedded in her anus. At his instructions she leaned back, and began sliding up and down on his cock again. But this time he also fucked her asshole with his finger, and her whimpers at the invasion soon turned to deep-throated moans of pleasure. Smoothy made sure to zoom in extra close on this scene, catching every stroke of Shy Guyıs finger, every bounce of Melissaıs ass, and every contraction of her pussy around his thick, white cock. On the wide camera, I could see my wife was in the throes of ecstasy, sweat covering her face, and her hands involuntarily squeezing and pinching her breasts. After not much more than a minute, she came again and again, the orgasms visibly shuddering through her body like ocean waves. I, too, felt dizzy and wobbly kneed, stunned by the powerful image of my wife cumming while impaled on another manıs organ, and weakened by my own struggles to keep from shooting off just yet. Having given Melissa a few moments to rest, Shy Guy directed her to lay back down on the mattress. She immediately spread her legs, expecting another fucking, but instead he knelt over her breasts, reached back and covered his fingers with the juices from her cunt, and then rubbed them on his dick. Then placing his cock between her tits, he had her force them together, so he could fuck her breasts. Because his cock was so long, each upstroke brought it well within range of her mouth, and she licked at the engorged head each time it approached. From time to time Shy Guy would reach back and replenish her cunt juices on his cock, taking the time to rub or pinch her glistening clit. His cock between her breasts proved to be a more powerful image than even her riding him, and I knew I was just a few strokes from cumming all over the storage room. With his cock sliding up and down through the valley of her tits, with her nipples rubbing back and forth on every stroke, and with her tongue straining to touch the tip of his cock...well, that image will remain burned in my mind for a long time to come. After a few more strokes, he twisted around in his saddle and reached back for more lubricating juice from my wifeıs cunt. This time she freely accommodated him, stretching he legs out wide and exposing her steamy pussy for the whole world to see. As three of his fingers plunged inside her, she arched herself up to meet them, as if she couldnıt get enough of his touch. His fingers gleamed with her juices, and the smell of her permeated the whole studio. Within three trips to her fountain, heıd lathered his cock up again. With his dick once more positioned between her tips, Melissa eagerly pushed them together, angling them so her aching nipples were in contact with his shaft. Snuggled inside thusly, his thrusts quickly became heated and urgent. As his cock entered and emerged from the valley between her breasts, it looked as though he were jacking off, just using her tits instead of his hand.With my own hand wrapped tightly around my cock, I could easily imagine what it felt like for him. And at that thought, I felt a familiar tingling and contraction in my balls. I violently pulled at my own cock, even as Shy Guyıs efforts to fuck my wifeıs tits grew more violent. In an eruption as sudden and shocking as a punch to the stomach, I shot a stream of cum far across the room, watching through hazed eyes as it smeared across a packing box. My hips working, my legs nearly buckling, I proceeded to blast three more spurts, their trajectories falling much shorter than that first, mammoth burst. Nearly simultaneously, I watched as Shy Guyıs own cock began to twitch, and his thrusts become more urgent. Then, with a warning cry, he loosed his own cannon shot, right into my wifeıs waiting mouth, covering her outstretched tongue and coating her white teeth with his salty cum. The onset of the next barrage brought him out of his saddle, and his cum shot hit Melissa full in the nose, where it began to stream down both sides of her face. The next one left lumps of cum in her hair, and helped by his stroking hand, the next few dribbled out of his cock onto her heaving breasts. For a few moments, the whole tableu remained silent and still, broken only by Shy Guy and Melissaıs ragged breathing. Then, with her pussy still splayed out for everyone and the camera to see, my wife begged him to make her cum, ³Please, please let me ride you. Iıve gotta fuck you. Youıve gotta let me cum. Iıve done everything you wanted, and Iıll do the rest and more. Just put it in me, please...² Shy Guy seemed to consider this, but a quick shake of the head from Smoothy put it all to rest. ³No, sweets. You only cum when we say you can. But I got somethinı for you to do while we all take a break that might let you get your rocks off. Now be a good girl and get that cock cleaned off, so we can get on to the next part,² Smoothy admonished. Disheartened, Melissa lazily licked Shy Guyıs dick clean, and sucked up the cum he scooped up to her lips. Then she smiled as Shy Guy plunged his fingers back into her pussy and gave her a short but evidently pleasing finger-fucking. Finally her dragged himself off of her, and she lay on the mattress, awaiting her next orders. As for myself, I was finally beginning to recover from my earth-shattering orgasm. But I was quite dismayed. This didnıt seem to be Melissaıs idea of punishment. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying herself entirely too much. Wasnıt there anything these guys would do that would shake her up? What if she decided that she liked it so much that this became a regular thing? I neednıt have worried.