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                      A Husband's Mistake, A Wife's Nightmare\par
                                  Chapter 1\par
\par
                           By Notmtstory@kc.rr.com\par
\par
\par
My wife and I had been married for about seven years. Our first and only child\par
was four years old now. When I made unmistakably the worst mistake of our\par
lives and destroyed our marriage. I had known Jennifer since I was fifteen and\par
we had dated since I was 17. She was three years older than I was, and was\par
already in college.\par
\par
Jennifer was about 5 foot 4 inches tall and weighed only about 100 pounds.\par
She had long brown hair, with blond highlights that went down about the middle\par
of her back. She was small, petite, and very attractive if I have to say so\par
myself. Her breasts didn't shrink very much after the birth of our daughter,\par
leaving her with 34-B's. Her hips were round and sexy. I felt very lucky to be\par
married to such a fine looking women, especially since I thought of myself as\par
less than the best looking guy around. My insecurities about why she chose me,\par
and stayed with me, however, would doom us both.\par
\par
She was a virgin when we started dating, and although we did have pre-marital\par
sex, she was very shy. She always dressed very conservatively and became\par
embarrassed whenever I would tell her how sexy she was. She managed a\par
restaurant and had a few friends. After a year of begging, I had finally\par
gotten her to get her navel pierced. It was incredibly sexy, but I could never\par
get her to wear any clothing to show it off.\par
\par
I work on computers for a living, and we had four in our house. Jennifer\par
hardly ever used one, but I had one that I told her was hers. I hadn't really\par
noticed her begin to use it, but I had awaken several times at night, and she\par
was in the computer room the TV on. The computers being on didn't seem out of\par
place, since I leave them on almost all the time. She said that she had gone\par
in there to watch tv, so that she wouldn't disturb me. It seemed reasonable\par
enough at the time, except that she was always closing something on the\par
computer screen just as I would walk in. On a few occasions I would lay awake\par
and wait to see how long she would be in there. Sometimes five hours in a\par
night. I decided that I needed to know if she was doing something or not. I\par
installed some spy software and waited.\par
\par
Jennifer would sign into a chat room each night. I began to review some of her\par
chat logs, and most of the conversations were innocent enough, but several\par
weren't. I found where she had even had cyber sex with several "men" on-line,\par
and one in particular seemed very friendly with her. She chatted with this\par
Nate every day for hours, and every night they confessed their love for one\par
another. She had told him that she was single with a child, but other than\par
changing her and our daughter's names, and that she was single, as her\par
daughter's father had run out on her, every thing else that she told him was\par
true.\par
\par
I was enraged by this. How could she do this to me. I felt betrayed, like she\par
was cheating on me. I confronted her and asked her what she was doing each\par
night when she would crawl out of bed. She said just watching TV, trying to\par
get back to sleep. I asked her about getting on the computer, and at first she\par
said nothing, but after I continued to pry, she finally admitted that she had\par
gone into a chat room. But when I asked her what she chatted about, she\par
claimed just "normal" stuff, and swore that she never did anything wrong. I\par
got angry and made her promise that she would never go to chat rooms again,\par
never letting her know that I knew that she had been cheating on me in a Cyber\par
affair.\par
\par
I monitored the computer and she was back and chatting the next night and the\par
ones after that. Even though she had promised me to stop, she hadn't even\par
slowed down. She had stopped having Cyber sex with other chat room visitors,\par
but not this Nate person. She continued to profess her love to him and\par
"cybered" with him. I let it go on for another week, before I confronted her.\par
\par
She finally admitted to having continued to chat, after she had promised me\par
that she would stop, but insisted that she had done nothing wrong, and it was\par
no big deal. She told me I had no right to ask her to stop chatting in the\par
first place. I expressed my concern that she would get tangled up with some\par
seedy character on the net. She insisted that I was being stupid, and she\par
would never do anything so dumb, and claimed she had never engaged in any\par
inappropriate behavior. She claimed innocence right up to the point where I\par
threw her printed chat logs right in her face.\par
\par
She finally admitted her wrong doings, and I told her it had to stop, or else.\par
She reluctantly agreed. Not trusting her I blocked the chat site from my\par
computers and two weeks later she came to me begging me to allow her to chat.\par
I told her NO! She begged for days, but I steadfastly told her no every time. \par
She told me she would do anything I wanted, if she could just chat again. I\par
gave it some thought, and finally, after a great deal of thinking, I had an\par
idea.\par
\par
I had been reading sex stories off the a.s.s. newsgroups for years. Some of my\par
favorites where those dealing with wives being double and triple teamed. I\par
especially liked the stories of women caught cheating on their husbands. I\par
knew it was a safe request, and that she would never go for it. So I told her\par
the rules that I could live with. She could only chat if I was home, and if I\par
was allowed to watch at anytime. No more cyber sex. No more telling anyone\par
that she loved them. No more telling anyone that she was single. And finally\par
if she wanted to chat, she had to be willing to have a threesome. I told her\par
of my desire to watch her be used by myself and someone else, someone of my\par
choosing.\par
\par
To my shock, she agreed, and I was stunned. She agreed to allow herself to be\par
used by myself and someone else of my choosing, at a time of my choice. I\par
couldn't go through with it, but made her promise that she would, if I ever\par
worked up the nerve to go through with it. She agreed, and I allowed her to\par
begin chatting again, under my watchful eye. I had to go out of town the next\par
week, and while stuck in my motel room, I decided to check up on my wife.\par
While I had talked to her on the phone, she had seemed distracted. I had asked\par
her if she was chatting, and she told me no. No longer able to trust her, I got\par
online and checked. Sure enough, she was once again online chatting with this\par
Nate person. The two professed their love for one another, and cybered several\par
times each night. At that point a plan began to form in my mind.\par
\par
I started a chat of my own with this Nate person. Between what he told me, and\par
the information that I was able to gather about him from the net, I found out\par
that he lived about 4 hours from where my wife and I lived and he was\par
approximately our age. Over that week, we chatted each night and finally I had\par
built up what I thought was a trust with him. I finally told him of my true\par
relationship with his online lover. With his promise not to tell her anything, \par
I provided him some pictures of my wife, naked, via E-mail.\par
\par
He told me how impressed he was with her photos. Then I began to explain my\par
plan to him. I should have seen the warning signs flashing loud and clear,\par
when he began to make suggestions of his own, on how to carry out my plan. He\par
was very agreeable to all of my requests, and we set my plan into motion to\par
happen the following weekend. I arranged to have my in-laws take our daughter\par
out of town that weekend. I told Jennifer of some property I wanted to look at\par
out of town.\par
\par
That weekend Jennifer and I traveled to a small town about 3 \'ab hours from\par
our house and it was next to a lake. On that Friday night, I met "Nate", whose\par
real name was Nick, in the lobby of the motel where Jennifer and I were\par
staying. He gave me his blood test, dated that very day. He checked out to be\par
drug and STD free. I gave him a key to our room, and told him to be there at\par
9:00 that evening.\par
\par
When I went back to get Jennifer, who was still in our room, I got incredibly\par
excited, knowing what she was about to do. When we went to dinner that night,\par
I asked her if she had chatted anymore. She of course denied that she had. We\par
went back to our hotel room at about 8:35 P.M. I begged her to put on a very\par
sexy black teddy, and the garter belt that I had brought for her. When she\par
came out of the bathroom, I took her over to the bed and tied her to it.\par
\par
Once I had tied her spread eagle to the bed, I placed a blindfold over her\par
eyes. Now tied and blinded on the bed, I turned on the TV and began setting up\par
my camcorder. Jennifer begged me to hurry up, complaining to me that her arms\par
hurt.\par
\par
At 8:55 Nick walked into our hotel room, but Jennifer was unable to hear him\par
over sound of the television that I had turned on earlier. Motioning for Nick\par
to keep quiet, I began to talk to Jennifer. "So you never chatted with this\par
Nate guy again huh? Not even when I was out of town?" I asked her.\par
\par
"No I didn't hon." she replied, pulling on her bonds.\par
\par
"You remember what you promised me you'd do, if I let you chat again?" I asked.\par
\par
"Yes." She replied testily.\par
\par
"Well, what was it? Tell me." I coaxed.\par
\par
"A threesome." she huffed.\par
\par
"So who do you want to have this threesome with my dear?" I questioned her.\par
\par
"No one! But you already know that. I only said that I would do it, so you'd\par
let me chat again." She said.\par
\par
"So I'm the only man you've ever fucked?" I asked.\par
\par
"Yes" she replied.\par
\par
I looked over at Nick, who was greedily taking in the sight of my bound wife's\par
beautiful body. She looked sexy beyond words. Her small pert breasts were\par
sticking up from out of the tight black teddy. Her legs were spread wide apart,\par
and tied to the bed, which allowed for a full view of her neatly trimmed bush,\par
under the thin lace that made up the tiny garment. Her tanned and slender legs\par
were encased in the sheer black hose, that was being held by the garter belt,\par
and accented her treasures. The teddy rode up just enough to show the ring in\par
her navel, and showcased her flat belly.\par
\par
I continued "I know you chatted with Nate every night while I was out of town.\par
I know that you had Cyber sex with him every night as well. So I guess you\par
have fucked another man!"\par
\par
"It's not the same thing. It's not real, it's just make believe." she replied.\par
\par
"I disagree. I think it's exactly the same thing. You had an affair with some\par
guy online behind my back, telling him how much you loved him and everything."\par
I scolded her.\par
\par
"It was just pretend. It didn't mean anything. I was just having some fun."\par
she whimpered.\par
\par
I looked back over at Nick grinning, knowing now was the time. I then focused\par
the camera on her face. "So did you have enough fun to go through with the\par
threesome that you promised me?" I asked her.\par
\par
"You know that I don't want to do that, but I would if you made me." she said\par
hatefully. "I just don't know why you would want to do something so sick..."\par
she started to say when I cut her off.\par
\par
"Well I can't understand how you can find having a cyber affair any fun, but\par
you keep doing it. Maybe we could get your cyber lover Nate to do this\par
threesome with you. I'll bet that you would really like that, wouldn't you?"\par
\par
"Don't say that you know..." she tried to interject.\par
\par
"Shut up! Open your mouth." I ordered her. Knowing how much I enjoyed making\par
love to her while she was tied up and gagged, Jennifer had no reason to be\par
worried, until after I buckled the ball gag into place and pulled her\par
blindfold off.\par
\par
When she looked up and saw the strange man standing over her nearly naked body,\par
she began to fight and pull at her bonds. As Nick reached out and cupped one\par
of her breasts in his hands, I said, "This is Nate, from the chat room. You\par
see, it turns out that he doesn't live on the other side of the country after\par
all. I figured after you had lied to me, that I'd help you out. If you want to\par
screw him so bad, I'll let you but I get to watch." I said, standing behind\par
the camcorder.\par
\par
"Okay Nick she's all yours." I said.\par
\par
Nick began rubbing her body up and down. Groping her breasts and running his\par
hand across her tight stomach. After spending twenty minutes manipulating her\par
boobs and nipples, he moved his attentions lower. As Nick rubbed her bound\par
body, she continued to fight and struggle against her bonds, crying under the\par
gag, and had tears streaming down her face.\par
\par
As I watched her struggles, I began to second guess my little scheme. Now\par
knowing that I had let my hurt feelings, and sense of betrayal, cloud my\par
normally good judgment.\par
\par
Nick had now taken off his clothes, was lying naked on the bed with Jennifer,\par
and he was licking her cunt. Knowing that I had made a terrible mistake, I\par
knew that I needed to stop it now, before it went any further.\par
\par
"Hey Nick, I think this might have been a bad idea. She's really upset." I\par
said,\par
\par
"Give me a minute." he replied, as he drove his fingers into her pussy.\par
\par
Seeing her arch her back at the sudden intrusion, I said, "Look, she's really\par
upset. You've had some fun now..." but I was interrupted by a knock on the\par
door.\par
\par
Looking down at Nick, he just shrugged his shoulders, I heard some movement,\par
as I turned to walk to the door, but I was taken totally by surprise by the\par
hit to my head. I heard Nick walk over me, and as I looked up through the\par
blood dripping in my eyes, I saw the door open and two more pair of legs enter\par
our room.\par
\par
As I began to pull myself to my knees, I heard Nick say, "Take care of him."\par
\par
Suddenly I was kicked in the stomach, and then pulled up to my feet, only to\par
be punched in the stomach again. I felt someone grab my hair on the back of\par
my head and pull my head back. As I started to scream, something was shoved\par
into my mouth, and duct tape was used to secure it in place. Next I was tied\par
to a chair, right in front of the bed where Jennifer was bound and gagged.\par
\par
Finally, getting my bearings back, after having been assaulted, I looked up\par
trying to access the situation. Two men had come into the hotel room carrying\par
large duffle bags. Nick was pulling something out of one of the bags, as the\par
two strange men began setting up lights and camera equipment. I saw that Nick\par
was getting out a small brown glass bottle, and a syringe. I renewed my\par
struggles to break free, as Nick filled the syringe with the drug from the\par
bottle. Taking the syringe over to the bed, he injected the drug into\par
Jennifer's bound arm. She lay there looking up in terror, as Nick returned to\par
the bed, sporting a large hard-on, and smiling at her, as he stroked his\par
monstrously large cock.\par
\par
Still struggling at my bonds, I took note of the two men now filming my wife's\par
rape, with large professional looking cameras. Nick now climbed onto the bed,\par
and spoke to Jennifer. "Don't worry Jennifer, or would you prefer that I call\par
you Nikki (her online chat name). I think you'll really enjoy the weekend that\par
I have planned for you. I'm always looking to lure some fresh meat up to party\par
with me, and planned on tricking you into coming up here myself, but imagine\par
my surprise when your old man volunteered to deliver you, gift wrapped.\par
Hahahaa" he laughed.\par
\par
I looked into Jennifer's eyes, and saw her sense of betrayal and could see her\par
being consumed with fear. Then she winced as Nick drove his long, thick, hard\par
cock deep into her wide open cunt. He began thrusting into her furiously, and\par
talking what I only hoped was trash. He told Jennifer how many men he had\par
lined up to use her this weekend, and how much she would love it.\par
\par
I was furious with him, no one talked to my wife that way. Even though I had\par
brought her here to have sex with Nick, watching it happen right in front of\par
me, it was not happening the way that I had planned it to come off. His thrusts\par
into my wife were deep and deliberate, and her struggles under him had begun\par
to weaken. I saw a haze come over her eyes, as the drug he had given her began\par
to take hold of her. He had pulled her tits free from the teddy that she was\par
wearing and had been sucking each nipple to erection, as he impaled her on his\par
long, thick prick.\par
\par
Nick's staying power was impressive, to say the least. He rammed his cock into\par
my wife's cunt for almost forty minutes, before he pulled out of her and\par
positioned himself at her head. He pulled the ball gag out of her mouth.\par
Jennifer, now to drugged to scream for help, just lay there looking up at him\par
in a daze. Nick stroked his cock once, before shooting stream after stream\par
onto her beautiful face. He stood over my defiled wife, and looked over his\par
shoulder at me and said, "Well I hope that's what you had in mind."\par
\par
He stood up and began to dress, adding, "But you know I was thinking if you\par
already wanted to see her have a three-some, then why not go for the gusto, and\par
have her do a thirty-some." he looked down at his watch, and added, "Well we\par
better get ready." he said, looking at one of the two men.\par
\par
\par
\par
                                  Chapter 2\par
\par
\par
\par
I sat bound to the chair, gagged and horrified, as I watched one of the two\par
men who had entered earlier, begin to untie my wife Jennifer. She was totally\par
out of it, an effect of the drugs Nick had injected in her earlier. Now free\par
of her bindings, she just lay there on the bed, Nick's cum still pooled on her\par
face. Nick had now finished dressing, and went into the restroom, while the\par
other man opened the door to the hotel room.\par
\par
There I sat, helpless in our hotel room, with the door wide open, and the\par
broken remnants of the room's phone still lying on the floor, where Nick had\par
slammed it into my skull and breaking it. My beautiful wife was lying there\par
half naked on the bed, drugged into total submission, for the whole world to\par
see, and the whole despicable scene being filmed by these two thugs.\par
\par
Nick returned from the restroom and reached into one of the duffle bags,\par
pulling out a brown paper sack, and dumping the sacks contents on the table. \par
There must have been at least fifty condoms of all types on the table. Just\par
then, to my horror, four more men walked into our room. Three of the men were\par
large, and very black. The other one was a young and stringy white kid. Nick\par
talked with them for several minutes on the other side of the room. I was\par
unable to hear what was being said, but I could see Nick waving his hand in\par
Jennifer's direction, then at me, and finally at the rubbers. They all began\par
to laugh, and even glanced my way to laugh some more.\par
\par
The hotel room door was pushed mostly closed, giving the new men a small\par
amount of privacy. The men moved into position around Jennifer. The largest of\par
the black men stood at her head, while the others just stood around, as if\par
waiting for some kind of a signal. The large black man reached out, and began\par
to grope her tits. He mauled her boobs so viscously, that even in her drugged\par
state, she screamed out in pain. Hearing her scream, he gripped her teddy, and\par
violently ripped it from her body. Then he used it to wipe Nick's cum from her\par
face.\par
\par
The others took this as some sort of signal, and began groping her body also.\par
The leader of this little group then began lightly slapping her face from one\par
side to the other, before he dropped his trousers. He wore no underwear, and\par
sported a huge cock, that was easily twice as thick as my own, and at least\par
twice as long. Jennifer's mouth was now open, as she was protesting his\par
slapping her, and he thrust his prick deep into her mouth. With his very first\par
thrust, he sunk his prick all the way into her mouth, and down her throat, \par
with her nose buried in his pubic hair. I knew he wouldn't enjoy the blow job,\par
as Jennifer gave lousy head. It was terrible. As I watched him thrust his dick\par
deep into her throat, I realized that he wasn't after a blow job, he was\par
raping her throat. Her reactions in the process were of no importance to him,\par
only the warmth of her mouth and throat mattered.\par
\par
Nick had taken a seat next to me, as he decided that the action in front of me\par
needed a play by play analysis.\par
\par
"I was really hoping that those were the real pictures of your wife, that you\par
sent me. Boy are you lucky that they where. The last bitch I had up here had\par
sent me some photos that she must have found on the net or something. Any way\par
I had lined up my guys, like I did for your wife here, at $200.00 bucks a\par
piece to screw her, and when she gets here she was a total dog. Well needless\par
to say the fellas were pissed. Hell I don't think that bitch is walking\par
upright to this day." He said with a laugh. "But you don't have to worry about\par
that, your wife is all that you said that she was, and a little more. The guys\par
really like her. Hell look at Tony over there giving her a throat fucking that\par
she'll never forget. I'm telling you now, she's going to go home with some\par
bruises though, the guy's just won't be able to keep their hands off of that\par
hot little body of her's.\par
\par
I sat there and watched, as the one Nick had called Tony pulled his cock from\par
Jennifer's mouth, and now positioned it at her cunt opening, and rammed his\par
prick home. As she tried to lift up, from this new invasion of her body,\par
another black man rammed his cock into her now empty mouth.\par
\par
"Now there's a sight for you, your wife getting it from both ends. I'll bet\par
she's loving every minute of it." he said. I began trying to protest, to tell\par
him that he's wrong, but all that came through the gag in my mouth was a\par
muffled noise. Nick just looked at me and laughed.\par
\par
I watched as my wife, the women that I loved, got pounded by two complete\par
strangers, men neither of us had ever met before that night, using her as only\par
I had ever used her before. Myself unable to help her, and Jennifer too\par
drugged out, and unable to defend herself from their brutal attack. She looked\par
so beautiful lying there in only her garter belt and stockings, though, her\par
hose now stretched and filled with holes. I found myself erect and aroused, as\par
it was both frightening and erotic, all at the same time.\par
\par
Tony moaned loudly, announcing to the room that was cuming, as he shot his\par
black seed into her womb. He made several more thrusts into her, before\par
finally withdrawing from her now cum filled cunt. Nick leaned over to me and\par
said. "Wow! Look at that cum dripping out of your wife. Boy I sure hope that\par
bitch is on the pill. I offered the guy's condoms and told them it was up to\par
them whether or not to use them, but it doesn't look like we'll have many\par
takers, does it?"\par
\par
I watched in amazement as the next man inserted his now hard dick into her\par
dripping cunt. Tony, now exhausted, dressed, and gave Nick a high five on the\par
way out the door. The second black man who had taken Tony's place in Jennifer's\par
mouth, finally erupted down her throat. Jennifer, never having swallowed any\par
cum before, and not expecting it, began to choke and gurgle on the liquid shot\par
down her throat. As she convulsed and gagged, the man in her cunt began to\par
blow his load in her cunt. The two healthy loads of cum that had filled her\par
cunt were both now dripping down her legs. The skinny white guy leaned down\par
between her legs, and began eating the cum from her now well stretched pussy.\par
\par
Just as the sick little freak had finished, he being the last of the four\par
original attackers, four more men entered the room. Once again Nick went over\par
to the other side of the room with them, and spoke to them, as he had the\par
first group. He returned to his seat next to me, just as the last of the\par
original four men left the room. "I schedule four guys every forty-five\par
minutes, that gives them ten minutes a piece. It works out best, that's about\par
the most that a woman can handle." Nick told me.\par
\par
The men wasted no time, and Jennifer put up no fight, as they ravished her\par
body. Again she was raped in her cunt, while another man forced a blow job\par
from her. All the men in this group used her only for one screw, each one of\par
them using her mouth, then her cunt for their gratification. They finished\par
right on time, and where replaced by another four. This group a little rowdier\par
than the last one. A young thug had begun to slap Jennifer's face, unhappy\par
with her blow job efforts. A single word from Nick put an end to this. I was\par
amazed to watch Jennifer being violated repeatedly, and she put up no real\par
struggles, but remained conscious through out her assaults. In between men, I\par
could see her once tight cunt was now oozing the seed of her multiple attackers.\par
After each group of men had finished with her, one of the camera operators\par
would use a towel to clean the jism from her skin. As the scene was played out,\par
over and over again, the procedure was the same as before. Nick would speak\par
with them for a few minutes, motion towards Jennifer and then at me, to get a\par
laugh from the men. Then he'd motion towards the condoms on the table. At\par
least some of the men who used Jennifer wore a condom, but when those men\par
finished they all dumped the contents down her throat. One of the men during\par
the night had even blown his load while giving Jennifer's breasts a titty fuck,\par
as Nick had put it.\par
\par
The rape of my wife Jennifer seemed endless to me. I watched in horror, as she\par
was taken in every position imaginable. I watched as she was flipped over on\par
her belly, and forced to suck a cock, while another man would rape her doggy\par
style. She would then get tossed back onto her back, and have her legs bent\par
back up over her head. I watched as she was tossed around like a rag doll by\par
the steady stream of men who came to use her.\par
\par
The worst part of the evening for me was definitely listening to Nick's\par
commentaries, as he described each despicable act in great detail to my\par
captive ears. Jennifer never seemed to come out of her drugged stupor, as the\par
evening wore on. I had to watch my young and innocent wife be raped by over\par
thirty men in a six hour period that night. The only time that she was not\par
being raped, was when the men needed to change video tapes in the cameras.\par
\par
When it appeared to have come to an end, Nick got up and talked with his film\par
crew. They all laughed and congratulated each other. Nick returned to me as\par
the men began to pack up their equipment.\par
\par
"I just want to thank you for the best present that anyone's ever given me\par
before. God you're a stupid mother fucker. But I hope that you understand what\par
I'm about to tell you. You're wife's going to do some more business for me,\par
and if you both cooperate with me, I'll have her home safe and sound by Monday\par
morning. You know, just a little worse for wear." He laughed at his own\par
horrible joke, truly thinking that he was funny. "But if you call the cops, or\par
anyone else about this, I can promise you that you'll never see the bitch\par
again. I'll turn her into a crack whore, and have her working a corner in some\par
city where you'll never find her."\par
\par
As he spoke, the men behind him began to wrap Jennifer up in a blanket.\par
\par
"Just remember if you think about calling the cops. I'll kill her, and make\par
sure that everyone knows that you sold her off to some pimp. Imagine having to\par
raise your daughter alone, after you have had her mother killed."\par
\par
I watched as one man threw Jennifer over his shoulder, while the other grabbed\par
their duffle bags and then they all walked unceremoniously out of the room.\par
Watching Jennifer being carried out, I renewed my struggles, trying to free\par
myself and save her. Nick just laughed and said, "Just remember NO COPS!\par
Thanks again for the pussy." Then he pulled something from behind his back,\par
and hit me square in the jaw.\par
\par
                          ***********************\par
\par
I woke up about 2:00 P.M. Saturday afternoon. I found myself still gagged, but\par
no longer tied to the chair, but rather I was lying on the cum stained floor\par
of the room. As I got to my feet, I removed the tape from my head slowly,\par
trying futilely to reduce the pain, as the taped pulled my hair out. When I\par
had finally gotten the tape off of my head, I found that I had been gagged\par
with Nick's underwear. I immediately went for the phone but found it still\par
broken and stained with my blood. I then began to remember what Nick had\par
warned me about, and I fell to my knees and cried for hours over what had I\par
done.\par
\par
Finally I got up and tried to clean myself. The blood had dried on my face,\par
and I had bruises on my chest. The cut on my head could have taken a couple of\par
stitches, but it was to late now to even worry about it. I showered for over\par
an hour, trying to come up with some plan of action. I could think of nothing\par
to do. I was without a hope. In a vain attempt, I spent most of the evening\par
driving around the small little town hoping to find my wife. I returned to\par
the motel room early Sunday morning, and cried myself to sleep. I was awoken\par
in the morning by the house keeper, telling me that it was checkout time. I\par
loaded the car, checked out and drove around the little town some more, hoping\par
to spot Jennifer. Finally out of time, I headed back to our town to pick up\par
our daughter.\par
\par
When I picked up our daughter I made some lame excuse to Jennifer's parents,\par
that Jennifer had stopped by her store to take care of some problem that had\par
come up. They questioned me about the cut on my head, and I made some equally\par
lame excuse. After gathering our daughter and her things, I was relieved to\par
get away from her parents, afraid that they would find out what I had done to\par
their daughter.\par
\par
Not knowing what else to do, I drove my daughter home. Upon entering the house\par
everything seemed in order. I immediately took our daughter to her room, and\par
put her to bed, not wanting to face her questions. When I finally entered our\par
bedroom, I turned on the light. To my shock, there was Jennifer, lying totally\par
naked, and balled up, on our disheveled bed. Laying next to her was a pile of\par
VHS tapes, and an envelope.\par
\par
I spent five minutes trying to wake her up, but I had no luck. I checked her\par
breathing and pulse, both where fine. I almost got her awake once, but she\par
just mumbled something and passed out again.\par
\par
Not knowing what else I could do for her, I pulled a sheet over her, and\par
gathered the envelope the envelope the pile of tapes, not sure if I even\par
wanted to know what I would see on them. I carried them into the living room,\par
still not sure that I was ready to see what was on them.\par
\par
\par
\par
                                  Chapter 3\par
\par
\par
\par
I sat in the living room, and having inserted the first video cassette, which\par
was conveniently marked with the label "Volume One" written on it, I hit the\par
play button on the remote, and began to open the envelope. The television\par
screen was pitch black, but I heard a familiar voice, as Nick began to speak.\par
"Well I know you wanted to have a video of your wife's first threesome, so I\par
decided to leave you a video record of all of her activities this past\par
weekend."\par
\par
As he spoke I began pulling the photos from the large brown envelope. The\par
photos of course where obviously all of Jennifer, in various poses and in\par
different states of dress, and undress. I found them exciting and disgusting\par
at the same time. To my surprise, in several of the photo's she appeared to be\par
awake and vibrant, while in others, she sported that dazed look that she had\par
that night in the hotel room.\par
\par
The tape then went to that Friday night starting with Nick raping her. Having\par
already seen this first hand, I fast forwarded through the rest of the tape,\par
and it played out just as I had remembered it, except for one thing, the scene\par
where Jennifer was being drugged had been edited out. As I watched the endless\par
line of men who used her, I again realized just how seriously I had screwed up.\par
\par
After getting to the end of the first tape I inserted the next one, labeled\par
"Volume 2. As this tape began I noticed the date and time stamp in the corner\par
it was 10:00 A.M. Saturday morning. Not even eight hours had passed, since she\par
had been taken from our hotel room. I watched as Jennifer, now conscious\par
walked into a large and lavish room, hanging onto Nick's arm. She was wearing\par
a lovely sun dress, one that I knew I had never seen before. She seemed fine\par
as she sat down next to Nick on the couch, and said nothing, as Nick began\par
talking to men dressed in suits, who had entered the room. The sound on the\par
tape was very low, and I was unable to make out anything that was said. Nick\par
and the businessmen spoke for several minutes, before shaking hands.\par
\par
Nick then stood and walked out the camera's range. This video was taken from\par
a static position, my guess was from a wall mounted or hidden camera. Once\par
he had walked out of the picture, the businessmen began to move in around\par
Jennifer. They sat next to her and began a conversation with her. After only\par
a few minutes, the volume was boosted up and I could hear what was being said.\par
\par
"So Jennifer does your husband know that you're here?" one of the men asked\par
her.\par
\par
"Yeah, whatever." she replied.\par
\par
"So have you done this a lot?" another asked.\par
\par
"Done what?" she asked.\par
\par
"Screwed a bunch of men that you just met." he replied.\par
\par
"No never. I would never do anything like that." she said.\par
\par
"But will you let us screw you?" he asked.\par
\par
"Who?" she replied, as he put his hand on her upper thigh, and slid it up\par
under her short dress.\par
\par
Without answering her last question, he leaned over and began to kiss her on\par
the lips. The other two men in the room just looked at one another, and then\par
at the couple in front of them. Nothing was said by anyone, as the man worked\par
his hand under her dress, and began working her panties down and off of her,\par
never stopping his kiss. Once he had finally pulled her panties off, his hand\par
disappeared under her dress again. Jennifer, her eyes now closed, made no\par
effort to stop him.\par
\par
After several minutes of his kissing and groping her, he pulled away and took\par
off his pants. Jennifer, her mouth now free of the intrusion, began mumbling\par
incoherently. Several times she said "No" and "I'm married" but no one seemed\par
to notice. She opened her eyes, as he approached her face, holding his cock in\par
his hand. She turned away, and closed her mouth tightly.\par
\par
"Come on Jennifer, open up. I've got a treat for you." he said, turning her\par
head towards his dick.\par
\par
As he pressed his prick against her lips, she opened her mouth. He slid his\par
cock into her mouth. He was gentle, and to my surprise she didn't resist the\par
invasion. After a few minutes, she even began to move her head back and forth\par
bobbing her head up and down on his cock. I could see her lips sucking in on\par
his dick. She was really giving him a blow job. How could she? She had never\par
gotten so into oral sex with me. Head from Jennifer was no more than an open\par
mouth for me to stick my prick into. The man on the video played with her tits,\par
while she sucked on his cock. The two pleasured each other and she looked to\par
be enjoying herself as much as he did. While this was going on, the other two\par
men sat there and watched the two of them, enjoying the show with smiles on\par
their faces.\par
\par
After what seemed like an eternity, he finally pulled his raging hard-on from\par
her mouth, and grabbed the bottom of her sun dress, pulled it down and off of\par
her body. Jennifer now lay there under him, wearing only a pair of high heeled\par
shoes. He grabbed her ankles, lifting them up, and pulling them apart. He slid\par
his saliva slickened cock into my wife's cunt, and then gave the other two men\par
high fives. He began to brag to his friends about how hot she was, and how\par
good she felt. I watched as the man on the screen screwed my wife, while he\par
bragged about it to his co-workers. As he pumped in and out of her, she simply\par
moaned in pleasure with each thrust.\par
\par
He used her for all she that she was worth, and as he drew closer to his own\par
orgasm, he quickened the pace of his thrusts. Finally ending his use of my\par
wife by emptying his seed into her already stretched out cunt. As her lover\par
pulled away, she lay there panting from her exertions. Lying spent on the\par
couch, he urged one of the others to give her a try. A second man got up and\par
mounted her, using her as much as the first man had. The third man followed\par
suit, and when he finished, I thought that she had vanquished their desires,\par
but that wasn't to be the case. Two of the men used her for a second time,\par
before exiting the room, now completely exhausted, but very happy. The tape\par
ended, and it was over two hours long.\par
\par
I inserted the third of the seven tapes that had been left on our bed, and hit\par
play. It began as the first one had with just a black screen and Nick's voice.\par
"This is the video of Jennifer's photo shoot. I always have a photo shoot with\par
my new girls, so that I have some good stills to show my clients. Enjoy."\par
\par
The video then came on, showing Jennifer lying on a bed in a teddy. I had seen\par
this pose in one of the photos from the envelope. Jennifer was laying on the\par
bed in a sexy manner, just like you would see in Playboy or similar magazines.\par
Her legs were crossed, her elbow down on the bed, with her hand holding up her\par
head, smiling and happy. I heard, as someone off screen directed her into\par
other poses, telling her to toss her hair this way or that. I could see the\par
flashes from a still camera every few seconds, and heard the talk of people\par
off camera.\par
\par
"Her breasts are too small." someone said.\par
\par
"That's okay, we can fix that. Look at that face though." said another.\par
\par
"She really sealed that deal this morning?" someone else said.\par
\par
"She's so young and fresh, she'll be the hottest thing that we've ever had."\par
said yet another.\par
\par
"She will, but it will take a while to train her. She's got no experience."\par
one of the previous voices said.\par
\par
"Sure, but that's the fun part. Besides we've already given her a hell of a\par
lesson." another previous voice replied.\par
\par
What in the hell were they talking about? On the video, Jennifer had changed\par
outfits about a dozen times, and had posed nude between each outfit. She had\par
seemed happy and cooperative with her off screen handlers, always doing as she\par
was told. The video cut out for a quick moment, and then came back on showing\par
Jennifer holding her arm, saying "What was that?" She must have been given\par
another shot.\par
\par
Jennifer was instructed to do a few more poses, before a masked man appeared\par
and tied her to the bed. She put up no fight, and cooperated fully. After\par
posing with her, he went off screen, then returned with a strait razor and\par
some shaving cream. He applied the cream to her already well trimmed bush, and\par
shaved her clean. With her cunt now clean shaven, he began to tie her into\par
different bondage positions. This continued for the next hour. As time passed,\par
the drugged haze look that I had seen on her face Friday night returned. She\par
was tied over saw horses, chained from the ceiling, and many other positions,\par
some looking quite painful.\par
\par
The bondage shoot lasted for over an hour, as she was left tied in different\par
positions to squirm and wiggle in pain. I fell asleep, exhausted from the\par
ordeals of the weekend. I woke up to the sounds of our four year old telling\par
me that she was hungry Monday morning. Thankfully, I had placed the photos\par
back into the envelope, and the tape had ended.\par
\par
I fixed her some breakfast, then called in sick to work for both and Jennifer\par
myself. I then checked in on Jennifer, she was still sleeping soundly, right\par
where I had left her. I lifted the sheet and looked at her cunt, sure enough\par
it was shaved clean. I hid the tapes and the envelope, not sure how Jennifer\par
would react to seeing them again and then I showered and dressed. I got our\par
daughter ready, and took her to preschool.\par
\par
Returning home I worked to wake Jennifer up, and she awoke groggily. I began\par
crying and telling her how sorry I was. She said nothing, she simply got up\par
and took a shower. She returned and I continued to offer her my apologies.\par
Finally she said "How could you? You should have told me. You let that man use\par
me. You knew I would never do a three-some."\par
\par
I was surprised, I honestly thought that she would be angrier than that, but\par
as she continued to talk, it became more and more obvious that she had no\par
memory of anything after Nate had raped her. We sat and cried for hours. I\par
told her how sorry I was. She told me that she was sorry for continuing her\par
online affair. As tactfully as possible, I tried to find out what she did\par
remember from the weekend. She continued to tell me she that remembered\par
nothing past Friday, and Nick's raping her.\par
\par
Make no mistakes, she was seriously pissed at me, and angry at me for my\par
mistake, but over the next three weeks things had returned to almost some \par
semblance of normalcy. I had hidden the videos and photos, deciding that it\par
was for the best if she didn't really know what happened to her that weekend.\par
With that in mind, I felt that I shouldn't know any more than I already did.\par
Although we hadn't had sex since then, I had convinced Jennifer to let me\par
sleep in the bed with her.\par
\par
After three weeks, it seemed like our marriage might be okay. Jennifer had\par
been tested and was free of any STDs. Fortunately for me, her period had\par
started, and I was able to breath a large sigh of relief.\par
\par
On that third week, Jennifer came home as excited and as happy as I had ever\par
seen her. She had been offered a job as an executive assistant at some large\par
company that I had never heard of. She explained that somehow, someone who she\par
used to work with, had recommended her to someone else. It was confusing to me,\par
but it sounded legit. She explained how this job could lead to her getting a\par
marketing job, which is what she had gone to college for.\par
\par
Then she hit me with the bad news. The new job would require her to travel, a\par
lot. They wanted her to start on the coming Monday morning, and her first out\par
of town trip would be in just two weeks, and would involve her being gone for\par
three weeks straight.\par
\par
At this point I knew my answer. There was no way that I was going to go for\par
this, as I valued our time together as a family, and didn't want to be\par
separated from my wife for that long. Sensing that I was about to tell her no\par
way, she told me how much it paid. My mouth fell open, it was almost twice\par
what our combined income was. She told me of the benefits, and of how much she\par
could make if she got this marketing job. She told me that she had already\par
talked to her mother, and that she would help me with our daughter, when\par
Jennifer was out of town.\par
\par
Knowing what this job could do for us finically, and that my support could get\par
me out of the dog house, I told her that she should do it, if she wanted to.\par
That night Jennifer and I had sex again for the first time since we had met\par
Nick. Monday morning she started her new job.\par
\par
\par
\par
                                  Chapter 4\par
\par
\par
\par
Monday evening when Jennifer got home, I asked her about her day. She was\par
still incredibly excited about her new job. She told me about how the first\par
day had been filled with filling out paper work, and learning about the\par
company. I asked her exactly what this company did, and she began telling me\par
about it. Apparently it was a multinational conglomerate, having its fingers\par
in about everything. They had companies in everything from shipping and waste\par
disposal, to electronics, food processing, and entertainment.\par
\par
Jennifer would be working for one of the manager's in their entertainment\par
division, which was also their marketing arm. Her excitement about the \par
opportunities there was obvious. At dinner she told me about all the corny\par
company videos that she had to watch on the first day. The seventies safety\par
videos, the eighties sexual harassment video, the nineties overly optimistic\par
marketing video.\par
\par
We laughed and joked throughout the evening, just enjoying one another's\par
company. That evening, and that week for that matter, we had some great sex. I\par
don't know if it was because I couldn't get the images of Nick and the others\par
having sex with her out of my mind, or because I perceived that she had lost\par
some of her inhibitions.\par
\par
Jennifer came home Tuesday saying she that had made friends with a woman in\par
her office named Jenna. The two looked almost like sisters, except for Jenna's\par
massive chest. Jenna sported what she bragged where 38-DD breasts. She said\par
that it was the best thing anyone had ever bought her. She was quite outgoing,\par
and very free spirited. She had gone shopping with Jennifer, and helped her\par
pick out some new clothes for her new job. Although Jennifer had always dressed\par
pretty conservatively before, Jenna had talked her into several sexy business\par
suits, that I'm sure she wouldn't have picked out on her own.\par
\par
Although they had only known each other for a few days, Jenna had been over to\par
our house from Wednesday evening on, every night including the weekend. She\par
stayed for dinner on Thursday night, and spent most of the evening trying to\par
convince Jennifer that she should get a boob job also. Jenna asked my opinion,\par
as to what I would like to see? Reluctantly I told her that I was happy with\par
Jennifer's 34-B's. Jenna didn't accept this, and finally Jennifer asked me\par
what I would like honestly. I admitted that it would be nice if her breasts\par
were 36-C's or D's. I told the women that anything larger would look freakish\par
on her otherwise slender body.\par
\par
Jenna had finally talked Jennifer into "Thinking about it" on the third\par
day the women had known each other, which was only Jennifer's fourth day at\par
her new job. The second week Jenna was at our house every night again. I was\par
glad to see that Jennifer had found a friend at her new job, but something\par
bothered me about it that I just couldn't put my finger on.\par
\par
When it was time for Jennifer to leave on Sunday evening, our daughter and I\par
drove her to the airport. As we said our goodbyes I asked Jennifer to call me\par
as often as she could, telling her that I would miss her.\par
\par
Jennifer boarded the small cooperate jet, having said goodbye to her family.\par
She was accompanied by her boss and several other men whom she had not yet met.\par
She had only flown a few times, and was overwhelmed by the luxury of the small\par
plane. Leather seats lined one side of the jet, while a couch and mini-bar\par
were on the other. She was the only women on board, and found herself alone\par
with the four men as the plane took off.\par
\par
She sat and listened, as the men discussed business, and the closing of various\par
deals. Their conversation was too cryptic for Jennifer to know what deals they\par
were speaking of. Talk of long term contracts, after the initial investment,\par
and returns on the investment. When one of the men asked her thoughts on "it."\par
she replied that it all sounded good to her. Having not been in on the\par
conversation, to know just what the men where talking about, they laughed and\par
told her that they where glad that she approved, before moving on to talk \par
about sports and family.\par
\par
Jennifer sat there quietly throughout the flight, not joining in on the men's\par
conversations. As they approached LA the pilot announced that they would be\par
landing shortly. The men talked about going and getting a drink, since it was\par
only 10:00 P.M. in LA. They invited Jennifer along, but she said that she\par
thought that she would simply go the hotel ,since she was feeling a little\par
tired. Her Boss then asked her to reconsider, telling her it may be necessary\par
for her to take some notes, while they discussed some business.\par
\par
Not wanting to displease her boss, she agreed to join them. Once the plane\par
landed, they all got into a limousine and proceeded to a private club that one\par
of them frequented. When they arrived there, they sat around a table and began\par
talking. They where met by another company colleague, who was sent to get\par
drinks for the table.\par
\par
The new man returned shortly, handing out drinks to the men, and placing one\par
in front of Jennifer, even though she had said she didn't want one. After\par
several minutes her boss looked at her, and seeing that she hadn't taken a\par
drink, asked if she didn't like it. She replied that she just didn't drink,\par
but thanked him for it anyway. He looked at her disapprovingly and said, "Well\par
that's to bad." Sensing that he was displeased, she took the drink, and had a\par
sip. Looking at her boss she said, "It's not bad." Thinking what could one\par
drink hurt. He looked at her and smiled approvingly, happy to have pleased him\par
she took a larger drink of the liquid. The drink was sweet, and not too hard,\par
she thought, as she sipped it.\par
\par
Jennifer nursing her drink had finished it in half an hour. The men had\par
already drunk two. Seeing that she had finally finished it, someone got her a\par
fresh drink. Not sure what it was, Jennifer drank this one more quickly. As\par
the conversation had gotten more lively, the men now sat around laughing and\par
joking, ignoring her for the most part.\par
\par
The two drinks had been laced with a drug that made her feel light headed and\par
out of sorts. Soon she found herself drawn into the men's conversation, as\par
they turned their attention toward her. They began telling her how beautiful\par
she was, and what a promising future she had with the company.\par
\par
As the night wore on, she found herself unable to control her mouth or her\par
body. She laughed at everything that the men said, and found herself agreeing\par
with everything that they said. To her amazement, she found herself agreeing\par
to go back to the newcomer's house for some drinks privately with the men.\par
Even in her drugged state, she knew what the innuendo of the statement was.\par
What she found even worse, was her willing vocal acceptance of the offer, even\par
as she found herself silently telling herself to cry out 'no!'\par
\par
She found herself wedged between the men as the limo took them to the man's\par
house. Finding it hard to keep her head up, she leaned against the man to her\par
right, as the man on her left put his hand on her thigh. She closed her eyes\par
and began to doze off. She thought she felt someone fondling her breasts, as\par
she sat there. Opening her eyes, she saw that all of their eyes were looking\par
at her. She found herself in a dream like state. Her body felt more alive than\par
she had ever known it to be. Every inch of her skin tingled with excitement,\par
as she tried to reign in all the sensations overwhelming her mind.\par
\par
Jennifer looked around the limo at the men staring at her, then instinctively\par
looked down at herself. Her blouse lay open, and her breasts had been pushed\par
up and out of her bra. Her nipples stood erect, and were a bright red, at full\par
attention after having been manhandled. Jennifer, to her own shock, found\par
herself laughing at her own predicament, which drew a round of laughter from\par
the men.\par
\par
As she sat there wondering why she was allowing this to happen, she took\par
notice of the men around her. Jim Willis, her boss, was a younger man, and not\par
unattractive either. John and Christopher said that they where from accounting,\par
from the company's investment group, and both had muscles bulging from their\par
arms. Ron Charles was a fat little middle manager, for whom she wasn't\par
sure. As far as to whose house she was now on her way to, she couldn't even\par
remember his name.\par
\par
As the limo pulled into the driveway of the plush house, two more men stood\par
outside waiting. Opening the door, the drugged Jennifer found herself scooted\par
over the men's lap, to the two men waiting outside the car. As she was pulled\par
across the men, she found that her ass was being pinched through her business\par
slacks, and her shirt and bra was removed. To her dismay she found herself\par
standing half naked in front of the large home, giggling as she heard the\par
comments from the men.\par
\par
Once inside, she was seated on the couch, with three men on either side of her.\par
It felt surreal to her, as if she was hovering over her body, unable to\par
control it's actions any longer. She was handed a drink, as someone put some\par
music on. The conversation now completely was centered on Jennifer, as one man\par
after another would reach out and touch her exposed breasts. She saw the men\par
filming her conversation, and knew that something was terribly wrong, but found\par
herself laughing and giggling, as the men continued talking with her and\par
feeling her up. A pinch to her nipple caused Jennifer to spill her drink on\par
herself. Someone suggested that she take her slacks off, so that they could\par
wash them, before the stain set in.\par
\par
Jennifer knew that it was wrong, but found herself standing up and removing\par
her slacks, then handing them to someone anyway. Mr. Willis stood up and asked\par
her to dance, before she was able to sit back down. Finding herself unable to\par
refuse him, she began to dance with him, now wearing only a pair of panties\par
and her belly ring. As the song ended, Mr. Willis was replaced with someone\par
else, and this went on for three or four more songs. In the process, she found\par
herself being kissed and touched by each of her dance partners.\par
\par
As a slow song began, she found her current partner replaced by Mr.  Willis\par
again. This time, as the couple danced, Mr. Willis's hands made their way down\par
into her panties, and slowly began edging them down her legs, until they\par
finally fell to the ground. Now completely naked in a room full of men, she\par
found herself guided, throughout the song, over to the side of the couch. As\par
he moved around behind her, she heard a rustling sound, just before she was\par
pushed over the arm of the couch, and gently edged forward, as her legs were\par
pushed wide apart, causing her to fall forward slightly. Her face landed in\par
someone's lap, and she found herself looking right at a cock bigger than her\par
husband's, and it wasn't even hard yet. She felt a presence behind her, then\par
felt the head of the cock, as it pressed against her cunt opening. Biting her\par
lower lip, as she felt him press into her, she closed her eyes, her mind\par
racing with a thousand mixed thoughts, all telling her that she must put a stop\par
to this, even as her body betrayed her and began to respond to this unwelcome\par
turn of events.\par
\par
As she wondered what was wrong with her, she heard the moan escape from her \par
own lips. An unmistakable moan of pleasure, as the man behind her began a\par
steady pace of thrusting into her cunt. She opened her eyes to make sure that\par
she wasn't dreaming, when she saw the erect cock again, only an inch from her\par
face. Disgusted by the sight, she strangely found herself drawn to it. A hand\par
pushed her head down and unbelievable to her was the fact that she opened her\par
mouth, and took the prick inside of her, as she again moaned in pleasure from\par
the dick fucking in and out of her cunt.\par
\par
She found herself rocked back and forth between the two cocks, as they\par
buffeted her around. Just as she got used to the rhythm of the cock fucking\par
her cunt, she felt it drive in hard, and then held deeply inside of her. She\par
seemed to be able to sense every twitch, as if her cunt was super sensitive to\par
the touch, as his dick began to explode, shooting its seed deeply into her\par
womb.\par
\par
A sense of relief washed over her, as he withdrew his cock from her cunt. It\par
was short lived however, as another one took its place almost instantly. This\par
new person was rougher than the first one had been, as he grabbed her waist\par
and forcefully drove every thrust into her, with long, hard strokes. His\par
violent thrusts making it harder for Jennifer to service the man still stuffed\par
in her mouth.\par
\par
She lay there between the two, now knowing that she would be expected to\par
service all of the men in the room. As her thoughts drifted again, two strong\par
hands forced her head down, and held it in place over the cock in her mouth,\par
as he began to shoot his cum down her throat. Watching her gag on the prick in\par
her mouth, the man behind her climaxed, filling her with his load as well. As\par
both men pulled away from her, she felt empty and alone. Waiting for who would\par
be next to use her, as they saw fit.\par
\par
Seconds passed then minutes, and still no one approached her. Wondering if it\par
was over, she rolled over. Dazed, she looked around at the men. She saw their\par
hungry eyes looking her over, but she felt her now empty cunt begging for\par
attention, it was like an itch, and it needed scratched. Even as she felt the\par
relief wash over her body, thinking that it was over, she heard herself say.\par
"Well isn't someone going to fuck me?" she asked. No one responded at first,\par
they just stood or sat there watching her, as her hands roamed down to her now\par
empty pussy. She began rubbing herself, but it did no good, she felt that itch\par
and it was driving her crazy. She tried frantically to fulfill the need she\par
now felt, but it only served to drive her wilder.\par
\par
Now a sense of frenzied desperation over came her, and she could no longer\par
stand it. "Please help me!" she called out to no one in particular.\par
\par
"Please fuck me! Please!" she begged, so that she could get her release.\par
\par
Finally her pleas where answered, as a large and well muscled black man, who\par
she had not seen earlier this evening, approached her. He pulled her legs up\par
and rammed his cock into her. His thrust was deep and deliberate, his prick\par
seemingly trying to rip her in two. She felt him inside of her, and her itch\par
was being scratched, but not enough, as she found herself begging, "Harder!\par
Harder! Do it harder! Shove that thing into me!"\par
\par
She couldn't believe herself, but she had to have some relief, and so she\par
begged, and as that man finished, she begged for the next. She was insatiable\par
none of the eleven men in the room could satisfy the itch in her groin. They\par
could only minimize its effects momentarily. She no longer cared about\par
anything or anyone, as the flashes from the cameras went off, she begged for\par
more cocks, reaching out for the next, as the one before it was finished. She\par
could feel the cum running down her thighs, and drying on her body.\par
\par
Late in the night, she finally collapsed, exhausted from all of her exertions,\par
and still needing release. Unconsciousness took her, as the group of men\par
dispersed. Jennifer awoke from the dream feeling dirty and disturbed.\par
Confusion clouded her mind, as she lay there looking around at the unfamiliar\par
room.\par
\par
\par
\par
                                  Chapter 5\par
\par
\par
\par
Jennifer's head ached an effect of the alcohol and drugs giving her a\par
horrendous hangover. As she began looking around the room getting her bearings,\par
she began to notice her condition. She was sore and tired. Her skin was covered\par
with the dried fluids of her lovers. As she looked down, she could see cum\par
covering her inner thighs.\par
\par
Her head dropped back to the pillow, as she remembered the events of the\par
previous evening. She remembered it all clearly, the drinks, the conversations,\par
the men and the sex. The sex! The men! She had sex with almost a dozen men\par
last night! She had even begged for it, she had needed it so badly. She thought\par
back with shame of her actions, feeling like a slut. Then a feeling of horror\par
and fear came over her, as she remembered the cameras. She realized with\par
terror, that there were videos and photos of her acting like a slut.\par
\par
Tears began rolling down her face, as she began thinking of all the nasty\par
things that she had done. Then she began to worry about the consequences of\par
her actions. What had come over her? Would she be fired? What if Mike found\par
out? He'd surely demand a divorce. What if her parents or daughter saw those\par
pictures? What had she done, she laid there and cried for over an hour.\par
\par
Not knowing what to do, or even what time it was, she finally got up and took\par
a shower. She scrubbed the disgusting remains from her body. She showered,\par
using lots of soap until the water turned cold, then got out, dried and\par
brushed her teeth. As she brushed her teeth, she suddenly realized that she\par
was using the items that she had brought with her. Someone had unpacked her\par
things, and it wasn't her!\par
\par
Now, feeling as clean as she could, under the circumstances, she went out into\par
the bedroom, wrapped in just a towel, and began to search for her clothes. She\par
looked in the closet, but only found several pair of high heeled shoes, noting\par
that they were her size, though not her shoes, as they had much taller and\par
thinner heels. She then looked in the dresser and the chest of drawers, but\par
still found no clothes. Not knowing where her clothes were, she decided to\par
call and ask her friend Jenna for some advice. She just needed to talk to a\par
friendly, reassuring voice, to comfort her. She knew she wasn't ready to talk\par
to her husband yet, as she wasn't sure what to tell him.\par
\par
Jennifer picked up the phone, and as she brought it to her ear to dial, she\par
heard a voice "So you're finally awake slut. Good, get your sweet ass out\par
here!"\par
\par
"What? I don't have any clothes!" Jennifer exclaimed.\par
\par
"I know! Now get out here dammit!" the voice told her angrily.\par
\par
Not wanting to anger the voice on the phone, as she was unsure of her\par
circumstances, she obeyed. Nervously she walked out of the bedroom, wearing\par
only the towel. As she walked out, she saw two men seated at a round table\par
sipping drinks. She remembered the room from the night before, and having been\par
taken from behind, and bent over that table. In front of the table was a\par
television set, and she noticed in horror, that the men were watching a video\par
replay of the previous evening's goings on. She saw herself on the screen\par
hungrily sucking a cock into her mouth, as she rammed her hips back against\par
someone else's, who was screwing her pussy from behind. She began crying at\par
seeing it on the screen, as it confirmed her suspicions about being\par
photographed, and worse, filmed.\par
\par
One of the men ordered her to sit down. The men watched for several minutes,\par
ignoring her. Jennifer was too disgusted by what she saw on the screen, so she\par
just sat there with her head hung down.\par
\par
One of the men finally said, "You're quite a slut Honey. Just look at you go."\par
\par
"That's not me. I don't know what happened last night, I've never done\par
anything like that before in my entire life!" she exclaimed, bawling now.\par
\par
Laughing at her the man replied "Really, well isn't that you?" he asked,\par
pointing to the television set.\par
\par
As Jennifer looked up, she saw a different scene, in a lavish bedroom. On the\par
screen was the picture of a girl, with a dick all the way down her throat, and\par
another one screwing her pussy from behind again. Jennifer watched in\par
speechless horror, as the camera zoomed in on her face, then to her wedding\par
ring, on her finger, before focusing on the navel ring that she wore. There\par
was no doubt that the image on the screen was her. She then took note, that\par
her cunt had been freshly shaved, and knew that it had to have happened during\par
the three days that she was totally unable to remember, that weekend with her\par
husband and Nick.\par
\par
Jennifer had tried hard not to think of what she could remember from that\par
night. The fear that she had felt when she saw Nate, or Nick, or whoever he\par
really was. The sense of helplessness that she felt, as he began to rub her\par
body and touch her. The horror that struck her, as Nick knocked Mike to the\par
floor and then let the two other men in. The shock of watching her husband\par
being tied up to the chair, leaving him as helpless as she was, and the\par
sensation of the drug running through her veins. She remembered losing\par
control of herself, as Nick began to rape her, the feelings of pleasure that\par
she had derived from his penetration.\par
\par
Her attention was brought back to the present, as one of them slapped her\par
across the face, knocking her to the floor. "Pay attention slut! I said lose\par
the towel." he commanded.\par
\par
"Noooo. Please!" she began to plead.\par
\par
Instantly he stood up, reached out and ripped the towel from her body.\par
\par
"Stop it! Just stop it. This isn't right! What do you think you're doing?" she\par
howled.\par
\par
The other man was now standing as well, and grabbed one of her arms, as the\par
man who had slapped her, grabbed the other. She continued to protest, as the\par
men effortlessly sat her in a chair, and produced a pair of steel handcuffs,\par
which they used to secure her arms behind the chair.\par
\par
"You'd better get a grip on yourself slut! From now on you do as your told.\par
Nobody gives a crap about what you think is right or wrong, or even what you\par
want. You will do as you're told .... or else." he said.\par
\par
"Your crazy! You can't just tell me to do anything you want, I'm a human being,\par
and there are laws against it." Jennifer began to protest.\par
\par
For her troubles, she was once again slapped across her beautiful face. The\par
force of this second blow was enough to crack her lip open, causing her to\par
bleed. With her head down, she got a glimpse of herself in the mirror on the\par
wall. There she was, secured to the chair, her body on display for all to see,\par
and two strange men, whom she didn't even know, were standing over her,\par
threatening her. The pain and the humiliation that she faced, was equaled only\par
by her fear. She watched as another tear ran down her cheek, knowing, just as\par
she had known that fateful Friday night, that there would be no one coming to\par
save her. How had it gone from a simple online chat to this? Mike had made a\par
terrible mistake the day that he had setup his little planned threesome, but\par
how had it turned into this nightmare, and would it ever end?\par
\par
"Look bitch, you've got two choices you can start doing as you're told, right\par
here, right now, and save you, and your family, a lot of pain." he told her,\par
letting it sink in for a little while, "Or you can fight us. In which case, we\par
will drug you, screw you, and then screw you up, until you do just as you're\par
told to do. Now, if you chose to go that route, well your daughter's going to\par
be a fucking orphan. Who knows whether your parents will take her, after they\par
see the tapes we've already gotten of you." Jennifer hearing his threats was\par
now sobbing hysterically and listening as he continued, "After we off your\par
limp dicked husband, and burn your house to the ground, I'll bet you'll start\par
to cooperate, so that we don't do the same to your folks and your kid."\par
\par
The man stood back, and let it sink in for several minutes, before he asked\par
her, "Well slut, what's it going to be, are you going to do as we say, or not?"\par
\par
"What choice do I have? What does it matter, you've already killed me, just\par
leave my family alone, please!" she said, blubbering through her tears.\par
\par
"We will, if you do everything that you're told to do, without any questions\par
or hesitations." he informed her.\par
\par
"Alright, just leave my family alone. What do I have to do?" she cried.\par
\par
"Well I'm glad that you asked." he said, cutting her off. "First we'll record\par
some messages for your hubby. He's expecting you back in three weeks, and\par
we'll just about be done with your training by then."\par
\par
The other man, still unidentified, placed a tape recorder, microphone and a\par
pad of paper in front of her. "Okay slut. just read what's on the paper. There\par
are 35 different messages for your hubby there. You better read them all in a\par
regular tone of voice, and make them convincing." he ordered her, as he held\par
the pad in front of her, while the other man held the microphone near her\par
mouth.\par
\par
And so she began "Hi honey. Well, I just got back in to the hotel, we're\par
driving up the coast tonight to look at some property, and I just wanted you\par
to know that everything's okay. Please don't let Lisa stay up too late. You\par
know how she gets cranky at day care if you do. Tell her Mommy loves her and\par
misses her. I love you, and I'll try to call you later tomorrow, so that we\par
can talk. Love you! Bye."\par
\par
She had finished the first message and they seemed pleased at her efforts, so\par
they moved onto the next one. The next twenty or so messages were all about\par
the same. Some lame reason why she hadn't called earlier, or later, while\par
trying to reassure him that everything was fine. She found the next one\par
troubling, it was her explaining to Mike why she would need to stay out of\par
town a few more weeks. As she tried to finish saying, what was written on the\par
pad, she found herself crying from the news that her ordeal would last longer.\par
\par
This angered the talker as he pinched her nipple and told her to "knock it off,\par
and do it right, or else." Jennifer fought to regain her composure, so that\par
she could finish, without angering him more. She finished this one and then\par
another and another. Then she recorded about five more, meant for her parents.\par
Once she had finished, the men nodded to each other in satisfaction over her\par
performance, as the silent one walked into the other room, carrying the\par
recordings. He returned moments later with a stack of papers.\par
\par
Jennifer found her hands uncuffed, as she was told to sign each document where\par
indicated. Looking at the first paper, she read something about medical\par
treatment or release or something.\par
\par
As she started to read it, the talker grabbed her nipple and said, "Slut, I\par
don't recall telling you to read shit. I just said to sign the fuckin' paper."\par
\par
Pain ran through her breast, as she signed it and moved on to the next one.\par
She got a glance every now and then, some seemed to be film and copyright\par
releases, while others were powers of attorney and medical release forms.\par
Jennifer didn't want to sign any of them, especially the ones that hadn't even\par
been filled in yet, but did so out of fear.\par
\par
Jennifer sat there silently, as they shuffled the papers. The silent one again\par
left with them, and then returned with a small outfit.\par
\par
"Blow us, and you can get dressed." the talker said.\par
\par
"What?" Jennifer asked, shocked by his bluntness, as she was not yet used to\par
her situation. Her question got her slapped across the face again.\par
\par
"Now!" was all that he said, after slapping her hard.\par
\par
Jennifer, now on her hands and knees, crawled over to the talker and waited\par
for him to take his thing out. He looked down at her and said again, "Now\par
Slut!"\par
\par
She knew that she would have to do it all. She started to reach for his\par
trousers, but he stopped her, saying. "No, I don't think so slut, use your\par
teeth and mouth to get it out."\par
\par
Jennifer leaned down and tried to use her tongue to lift up the handle on his\par
zipper. She had a lot of trouble with the whole process, which got her\par
rewarded with another nipple pinch, causing her to yelp and cry again. Finally\par
getting his zipper down, she used her nose to open his trousers, and found\par
that he wasn't wearing any underwear, thankfully. Using her tongue, she guided\par
his dick into her mouth and began to move her lips across it. She did nothing\par
more than move her lips across his member. Angered by her poor performance, he\par
pinched her again, telling her to suck it in while rolling her tongue over it.\par
\par
Jennifer had never liked oral sex, and had always tried to make sure that Mike\par
wouldn't enjoy it, hoping that he would stop asking for it, but she now began\par
to suck on the dick in her mouth. She slobbered on his slacks, unable to keep\par
her saliva in her mouth. She tried to suck the juice out of him, hoping to\par
avoid any further punishment.\par
\par
"That's a little better slut now take it all the way into your mouth. I want\par
to feel you tonsils on my dick." he ordered.\par
\par
Jennifer tried to take it in further, but every time that she tried, she began\par
to gag and cough, unable to relax her throat.\par
\par
"Let me help." The talker said, as he grabbed Jennifer's hair on her next\par
attempt, and forced her mouth down over his prick. She gagged and tried to\par
break free, but he had an iron grip on her head, and wouldn't let go. He held\par
her there for several minutes, and finally she relaxed enough, that he began\par
to move her head up and down on his cock. Jennifer was unaware that he had\par
released his grip on her, as she concentrated on her breathing, as her head\par
moved up and down over his cock. She found that with a little effort, she was\par
able to suppress her natural gag reflex, and take his cock into her throat.\par
She continued on her own for the next ten minutes. She was doing a good enough\par
job now to get him off. He grabbed her hair again, and held her head fully\par
down onto his prick, as he shot his load down her throat.\par
\par
Jennifer almost puked, as the man shot load after load of his hot sticky cum\par
down her throat. It felt like a warm slime, and she coughed some up. She was\par
sickened by the taste of the awful liquid. As she felt him release her hair,\par
she fell over onto the floor, trying to prevent herself from vomiting.\par
\par
"Hey, slut you're not done. Now go practice some more on Tony over there. We\par
got places to go, so hurry up."\par
\par
Jennifer slowly crawled over to him, and began the process over again. She was\par
much better this time, and was able to take him into her throat with just a\par
little effort. He lasted as long as the talker had, but unloaded more of his\par
seed into her, than his cohort had.\par
\par
The outfit was thrown to her, as she lay there on the floor. She looked it\par
over. It was a one piece, black, Lycra dress. "Put it on Slut." she was told.\par
\par
"I need some under.." she started to say, but after looking up at him, she\par
stopped. She slipped the dress on without another word, and began to stand up,\par
pulling it down. The dress hugged firmly over her hips, but was a little loose\par
around her boobs. They escorted her out to an SUV, and had her sit in the back.\par
\par
Jennifer watched through the darkened windows, as they drove through the\par
streets of LA, not knowing where she was being taken. They pulled into a small\par
office building. The placard outside labeled it the Southern LA Plastic\par
Surgery Clinic. The parking lot was mostly empty and she saw the time on the\par
clock at the bank across the street, which said 6:08 P.M.\par
\par
As they walked into the office, she was escorted to the back. Tony, the silent\par
man, was speaking to the doctor, as he walked out from his private office. She\par
heard them saying something about an enhancement, and what they wanted exactly.\par
\par
Jennifer was escorted into a room labeled "Pre-Op". The man whom she thought\par
of as the talker, reached down and began to lift her dress up and off of her\par
body. Jennifer made no move to stop him, as she was too scared to put up any\par
resistance at this point.\par
\par
The doctor and Tony walked in, with the doctor looking at a folder. He then\par
walked up and began cupping Jennifer's breasts. The two talked about the\par
"operation" some more, mainly about the placement and size of the implants.\par
Jennifer found herself excluded from the talk all together. The preparations\par
took about an hour and a half. She had seen in the doctor's folder, noting that\par
he already had a photo of her bare chest, labeled "before", which he used as\par
he made marks on her breasts. Through all the preparations, none of the men,\par
or even the nurse's who had since come in, even spoke to Jennifer.\par
\par
She found herself lying on the table and heard them talking about the type of\par
implant to use. She would be getting expandable implants, whatever that meant.\par
She heard them talking, as the gas mask was placed over her face, she hadn't\par
said a word, nor had she been spoken to, since they had arrived here.\par
\par
She heard the doctor say, "We'll put her under, I think it'll be for the best."\par
and only moments later, Jennifer lay there unconscious on the table.\par
\par
\par
\par
                                  Chapter 6\par
\par
\par
\par
Jennifer awoke to find herself lying naked on the bed, back at the house. She\par
felt light headed and in pain. She looked down at herself and could see why.\par
Her once natural and perky breasts, had been enlarged. In addition to the pain\par
and discomfort in her breasts, there was also pain in her groin. She touched\par
her breasts, as she lifted herself up to look at her groin. She guessed that\par
her bra size was now at least a 'C', but probably a 'D'. Moving her hand to\par
her crotch, she ran it across her groin. Her skin was perfectly smooth above\par
her crotch. Her pubic area was clean of all hair, not even a bit of stubble\par
was left.\par
\par
As Jennifer gazed down at her genitals, her mouth dropped open in shocked\par
silence. Her clit was now visible for all to see, as it stuck out from between\par
her currently engorged pussy lips. Her skin down there was smooth, and felt\par
strange to her, as she ran her hand across it, the lack of hair, or at least\par
some stubble, told her that something else had been done, but she wasn't quite\par
sure exactly what it was.\par
\par
Knowing that she had been changed, transformed, from what she had been, made\par
her feel a deep shame. These men, that she didn't even know, had somehow\par
convinced her to allow them to do this to her. She was appalled by her\par
appearance, and disgusted by her actions, as she began to wonder what would\par
come next. She was worried that she would never see her parents or her\par
daughter again. Then she started to wonder if she would even be able to face\par
them, or anyone else that she knew, after the things that she had done, and\par
that had been done to her.\par
\par
She collected herself the best that she could, and headed for the restroom. As\par
she walked, she felt the lips of her pussy rubbing her now fully exposed clit.\par
The sensations that were running through her, were unlike any that she could\par
remember. It was a very perverse experience, feeling herself rubbing her clit\par
just by walking, not to mention the fact that her new, larger and heavier\par
breasts seemed to be bouncing, jiggling and moving around on her chest with\par
every step that she took.\par
\par
She was tired and weak, as she entered the spacious restroom. She tried to\par
figure out what time of day it was, but simply looking out of the small\par
bathroom window, gave her no clue. Taking in the sight that greeted her in the\par
mirror, Jennifer was amazed at how she looked. The large breasts that were now\par
on her chest, looked out of place on her otherwise petite body. Even if she\par
wasn't feeling the pain in her chest, she would still feel unnatural with\par
those newly enlarged boobs that now poked out from her chest. Her skin felt\par
stretched by the enlargement of her breasts.\par
\par
To her shame, she did think that they looked really good, as they were\par
properly shaped and very bouncy. She felt each breast, and found the small\par
incision underneath each one. The cuts where much smaller than she had thought\par
that they would be, and appeared to be already beginning to heal nicely.\par
\par
She then took special note of her sex, as she looked into the mirror. The\par
incisions made to her sex were much easier for her to see, and they too had\par
already begun to heal nicely. Jennifer ran her hand across her now exposed\par
clit, and a sensation ran through her, a mixture of pain and pleasure, just\par
from the gentle touch. She noticed that her cunt lips where now apparently\par
enlarged as well, and just as sensitive as her clit was. Her shame increased\par
as she felt the sensations running through her body, just from her own gentle\par
touch, and knew that it didn't bode well for her at all, as she would now be\par
very easily aroused just be being touched down there. It would ultimately\par
mean, that anyone, her husband or a stranger touching her there, would quickly\par
get her in the mood for sex, and possibly worse, the need to have sex\par
immediately.\par
\par
Jennifer saw the instructions on the counter, labeled "Care and maintenance of\par
your slut." She read how she was to bathe for the next two weeks. Following\par
the instructions, she gave herself a sponge bath, making sure not to get her\par
incisions wet. She gazed into the mirror one last time, before wrapping\par
herself up in the towel.\par
\par
Crying and distraught by what had been done to her, she walked out of the\par
bathroom, and headed for 'her' bed. Then she heard that voice again, the one\par
from her nightmares.\par
\par
"Hey slut, the fella's tell me that they taught you how to give a blow job.\par
Get over here and prove it." he said, sitting in a chair on the side of the\par
room.\par
\par
Jennifer looked at him in shock. Sitting there, gazing lewdly at her, was the\par
man that her husband had called Nate. She found it hard to believe that the\par
person that she had spent so many long hours chatting with, would have done\par
the things to her that this man had. In their online chats, he had been\par
charming and romantic, telling her that he was a teacher and a coach. She had\par
found him to be sweet and funny. The two had chatted about everything. This\par
man knew more about her than anyone else ever had. She had told him things\par
that she could never have told another living soul. She felt good telling him\par
what she had, telling herself that she was just pretending, and it was all\par
make believe. She had thought that no one would ever know it was her, she\par
hadn't even used her real name.\par
\par
Now, here he was, demanding a blow job from her. She knew that she had no\par
choice, so she quietly walked over to him and dropped to her knees.\par
\par
"Lose the fucking towel slut!" he ordered her.\par
\par
Without hesitation, Jennifer pulled the towel from around her body, and let it\par
drop to the floor beside her. She pulled his cock free from his pants, using\par
only her mouth, as she had been taught to do. As she took his cock into her\par
mouth, and began to suck it, he took out his cell phone and made a call.\par
\par
Jennifer paid no attention to his phone conversation, as she concentrated her\par
efforts on giving him a blow job. He ran his hands through her hair, as he\par
spoke on the phone. Occasionally he would give her directions, on how to make\par
it better for him. Although she wanted to tell him to do it himself, she\par
followed his instructions without saying a word.\par
\par
She sucked on his cock for what seemed like hours. She felt ill, knowing that\par
she was taking this stranger's cock into her throat, of her own volition.\par
Finally, after what seemed like hours, he fired his sperm deep into her mouth.\par
She swallowed it as best as she could, gagging on the thick globs of the goo\par
that were sliding down her throat.\par
\par
After cleaning him up adequately, and putting his dick away, she stood up. He\par
ordered her to follow him, as he walked out of the room. She picked up the\par
towel, and started to follow this monster who had just defiled her. Turning to\par
her, he told her to leave the towel and do as she was told.\par
\par
Naked, she followed him back to the table in the other room. He ordered her to\par
sit down, and shut up, as he walked into the adjoining room. She heard the\par
muffled conversation from the other room, but was unable to hear what was\par
being said. In front of her, the television was on CNN news. While reading the\par
headline ticker, she saw that it was now just after 2:00 PM, Thursday afternoon,\par
and she realized that she had been out of it since Monday. After several\par
minutes, he walked back into the room, and took a seat across the table from\par
the tortured young wife.\par
\par
"So slut, how do you like what we've done with you so far?" Nate asked.\par
\par
"I hate it and I hate you! Why don't you just kill me and be done with it, you\par
bastard!" Jennifer shot back at him angrily, no longer worried about what\par
might happen to her.\par
\par
"Well that's what I expected. As to killing you, there's no money in that.\par
However, as to what I have planned for you, well I'm hoping to make a mint on\par
that. But rest assured, if it becomes more profitable to just kill you, I\par
won't hesitate to kill you, and your family, you little slut!" he fired back\par
at her.\par
\par
"Why? Why are you doing this to me? You seemed so nice, and now you're doing\par
these horrible things to me! Why?" Jennifer cried.\par
\par
"Simple slut, in my business, I need a special kind of woman, and fresh faces.\par
I've used the chat rooms to find all kinds of women. I judge what I can get\par
out of them. It's always about the money. It makes the world go around you\par
know." he said laughing at her.\par
\par
"If you follow my instructions, and do as you're told, you'll make it out of\par
this alive. I'll even let you go back to your husband, and your old boring\par
life. If he won't take you back, I'm sure with your new training, you'll be\par
able to make some other man very happy. However, if you fight me on this, you\par
might live to regret it, but I doubt it slut." he said in the most serious of\par
tones.\par
\par
Jennifer dropped her head in defeat. She wondered what else was in store for\par
her. She looked up to see one of the men, Tony it was, bringing in two plates\par
full of food. At that moment, she realized just how hungry she really was,\par
having not eaten anything since Sunday evening.\par
\par
Tony placed the plate full of pasta in front of her, and one in front of Nate.\par
Looking at her, Nate told her to eat, and she dug in greedily. After finishing\par
her food, and having seconds, Nate had her follow him into another room. It\par
was a gym. There was another man waiting for them, that she didn't recognize.\par
She was ordered to give him a blow job, 'to wash down her meal'.\par
\par
Doing as she was told, Jennifer sucked the man off. Thankfully he lost his\par
load quickly in her mouth. After she cleaned him up, he instructed her on\par
different exercises. She was told to do these exercises, in order to "tighten"\par
up her almost perfect body. Jennifer spent two hours in the gym exercising.\par
She was then taken into the kitchen, where she was told to blow Tony and the\par
talker, as she still thought of him, as she still didn't know his name.\par
\par
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\par
Jennifer had been gone for five days when I answered my front door. Jenna\par
stood there in the doorway, and asked if she could come in. Looking at the\par
blonde standing in my door way, my jaw dropped. She was wearing a tight tube\par
top, that was skin tight around her huge tits. The skirt that she wore left\par
nothing to the imagination and showed off all of her treasures.\par
\par
I stepped back out of the way, allowing her in. Jenna sauntered into the room\par
seductively. She then sat on the couch, and crossed her legs erotically. I sat\par
across from her, and asked her what I owed the pleasure of her visit to. She\par
explained that Jennifer had called, and asked her to stop by to check up on\par
her daughter and me, and drop off her paycheck.\par
\par
I sat there in shock, as I looked at Jennifer's paycheck. It was almost double\par
what we had expected. Before I could say a word, Jenna began to tell me how\par
good I was looking, and continued to shift her legs, as she gave me an\par
unbelievable show. I was shocked, as we talked for almost an hour. She kept\par
making subtle suggestions, about how lonely it must be for me, and how she\par
would like to help me out. I laughed at her jokes, and told her I would have\par
to be going, as I was taking our daughter to my parents for dinner.\par
\par
When I got home from dinner, I put our daughter to bed, and got out the tapes\par
of Jennifer's weekend. Jenna's earlier visit had made me incredibly horny. I\par
placed the fourth of Jennifer's tapes in the VCR, and laid down on couch.\par
Moments after I had hit play button on the remote control, the screen came to\par
life.\par
\par
There on the screen, I watched as Jennifer sat at a table, in what looked like\par
a bar. She sat between six large black men, who where all drinking heavily.\par
Jennifer just sat there, not drinking, in fact she never even said a word, as\par
the men talked amongst themselves. She was however sitting there smiling, and\par
looking quite content. Finally, the camera angled down, giving me a view of\par
what was happening under the table.\par
\par
Jennifer was dressed in a halter top, and a red leather mini-skirt. As the\par
camera was panning under the table, I could see three different hands groping\par
her between her thighs, exploring her pussy. Her face was one of distant\par
pleasure, as her distorted brow reflected how the men's explorations were\par
affecting her. The camera showed fingers entering her cunt, while others\par
rubbed across her mound. She was at their mercy, as she was sitting on her\par
hands.\par
\par
The men changed seats several times, allowing the others a chance to feel her\par
up. After several minutes, she was helped up onto the table, by several of the\par
men. One of the men whispered something into her ear, and then slapped her\par
roughly on the ass. Jennifer stood, and slowly began to move back and forth on\par
top of the table. As the men hollered their encouragement and directions to\par
her, she gyrated her hips more and more seductively.\par
\par
Now into it, that she had begun to put on a spectacular show for the men at\par
her table, and the rest of the bar for that matter. As the camera zoomed\par
around the room, and then back to Jennifer, I noticed that other than Jennifer,\par
I saw only four other women in the topless bar, three of which looked to be\par
waitresses. The men, probably twenty or more of them, began to yell for her to\par
take it off.\par
\par
Finally, doing as the men had requested, she slowly began to pull up her top,\par
revealing the lower globes of her chest. Then obviously thinking better of it,\par
she stopped, and then pulled it down. She then started to get down from the\par
table apparently ashamed of what she had almost done, and scared. She had a\par
scared look on her face, and a realization of what she had almost done, when\par
one of the black men at the table slapped her ass roughly, and demanded that\par
she continue dancing. She refused, and tried to climb down on the other side,\par
but she was then slapped by a man on that side of the table. Having no place\par
else to go, she stood back up on the table, and as she was ordered to do, she\par
began to gyrate slowly for them again.\par
\par
Her performance now looked taxed, and didn't meet with the men's approval, as\par
she had before. They began booing her and chanting for her to take it off\par
again. She looked around the room, as if looking for some way to escape from\par
the horde of now angry and horny men. As her gyrations slowed, the men's anger\par
grew. Suddenly a hand reached around and grabbed her arm, as she was pulled\par
down from the top of the table.\par
\par
I watched as she was carried atop an ocean of arms, to come to rest atop a\par
pool table. She struggled against the men, but they held her arms and legs\par
securely. Arms began running across her body, white and black arms mixed\par
together.\par
\par
I watched as her clothes where ripped from her body by the men. Her screams\par
for help were drowned out by the growing cheers and jeers of the men. In just\par
moments, one of the black man had shoved his cock deep into her wide spread\par
cunt. He pounded her for several minutes, before he gave a grunt, and then\par
pulled out of her. He was quickly followed by another man, who was much\par
rougher on her. He pounded into her with such force, that he seemed like he\par
was trying to drive her right through the pool table. Her screams of pain\par
could be heard only softly, over the group's growing howls.\par
\par
I watched in disbelief, as tears ran down her face, as the savage rammed his\par
weapon into her. I was afraid for her, yet at the same time I was aroused by\par
what they were doing to her. The man between her legs was yelling profanities\par
at her, and spit dripped from his lips onto her body. He was possessed, as he\par
ravished her. He finally pulled away from her, slapping her thighs roughly\par
before letting the next man in. After this brute, the rest of them seemed\par
tame, as one after another, they mounted my wife and raped her. To her credit,\par
she never stopped trying to escape. She fought back and had to be held down to\par
the very last man who raped her.\par
\par
Released by the men, now that she had sexually satisfied every man in the room,\par
Jennifer rolled off of the table, and fell to the floor, as the tape ended. I\par
went to bed having enjoyed my wife's movie greatly.\par
\par
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\par
Two weeks had passed since Jennifer had awakened to find herself modified and\par
transformed. She had gotten into a routine. She started her day out by giving\par
Nick or Nate, or whoever he really was, a long blow job. Then onto the gym and\par
another blow job before her workout. She exercised for two hours in the\par
morning, before her breakfast, and two more hours after dinner. She would suck\par
every man in the house, and everyone who stopped by during the day. On the\par
average day, that meant that she gave a dozen blow jobs, and on some, as many\par
as eighteen. She had become an expert at getting a man to shoot his load off\par
in her mouth quickly. Although she still hated it, and found it disgusting,\par
she had gotten over her gag reflex and was now easily accepting any man's cock\par
into her throat. The taste of a man's cum however, still made her want to\par
vomit, although she had learned to accept it.\par
\par
Exercising was surprisingly the most difficult part of her day, the sensations\par
of her clit being rubbed by her engorged cunt lips drove her crazy, and it\par
also humiliated her. She wondered how long this routine would continue.\par
\par
\par
\par
\par
                                  Chapter 7\par
\par
\par
\par
Jennifer had been gone for two and half weeks now, and I was missing her more\par
than I can express to you. Her friend Jenna's continual visits by the house\par
made it even worse. I would have sworn that Jenna was trying to seduce me now\par
on a daily basis. Her offers to watch our daughter or take me out for a movie\par
or dinner had become increasingly more difficult to say no to. After her\par
latest visit, I retrieved the fifth of Jennifer's tapes.\par
\par
As the tape began to play I settled in, not knowing what to expect. As the\par
tape started I saw my wife on what looked like a hospital bed, her arms and\par
legs strapped down to the bed. She was awake and coherent it appeared. Her\par
mouth was gagged, and I could hear her whimpering under the large red ball\par
stuffed in her mouth.\par
\par
A man wearing scrubs walked up and began taking measurements of her breasts. He\par
used a tape measure and took several still photographs of her, as she pulled\par
at the straps holding her down. He moved around, using wax pencils to draw on\par
her breasts and a small metal calipers on her nipples. Throughout his scrutiny\par
of her chest, the camera made a point to show the man's face. Finally after\par
he had made several notes in a folder, he stood and the camera was shut off.\par
When the image on the screen flicked back on, it was of Jennifer, now with her\par
legs strapped to the stirrups and spread wide apart. I noticed that she was no\par
longer awake, and that her mouth, no longer gagged, was now covered by a clear\par
mask of some kind. Obviously supplying some type of gas to her.\par
\par
The man in scrubs was now seated between her wide spread legs, and had begun\par
taking measurements of her pussy. He measured the length and width of her\par
slit. Then using the caliper like device, began measuring the width of her\par
cunt lips. He was exacting, making measurements every few centimeters, and then\par
carefully making notes of them. He then pulled a speculum out, and applying a\par
small amount of lubricant to it, slid it in her cunt. He opened it up, and\par
using a small flashlight, looked inside at my wife's precious pussy. After\par
taking several notes, and having several looks inside of her, he closed the\par
device and slid it back out. Next he picked up a thin metal tube, and slid it\par
inside Jennifer's twat. He pulled the tub back, and began playing with some\par
controls off camera. I watched enthralled, as a balloon like device began to\par
enlarge inside of her. I could see it filling her to the limits. He took more\par
notes, and shook his head, as he deflated the thing from within her, and\par
pulled it free of her body. He immediately lubricated the metal tub again, and\par
inserted the device ever so carefully into her anus. It took no time at all\par
before he stopped the filling balloon, having reached the limits that she\par
could accept. He wrote some more notes down, and then, after fiddling with the\par
controls some more, pulled the tube free of her ass, but left the balloon\par
still inflated inside of her ass.\par
\par
The man in the scrubs then stood and removed the mask covering her face. He\par
sat down made a few more notes, then stood up and dropped his green scrubs. He\par
began stroking his cock with his right hand, as his left scrubbed the pencil\par
marks off of Jennifer's breasts with an alcohol pad. As he rubbed the cool pad\par
across her breasts, her nipples hardened and stood erect, as her head began to\par
turn from side to side. As she began to awaken, the man in the scrub's moved\par
in closer, between her legs, rubbing the head of his cock against her pussy,\par
and poking at the balloon still inside of her ass. As her eyes opened, her\par
face distorted with the look of pain.\par
\par
"Get it out! Oh God get it out! I have to... Oh God get it out." she cried, as\par
she tossed her head from side to side, with tears beginning to roll down her\par
face. I heard the man in the scrubs begin laughing, even as she cried\par
hysterically. He closed the distance between them and pushed his cock into her\par
cunt.\par
\par
He felt the pressure from the balloon in her ass, and heard her screams of\par
pain as he impaled her, time and time again. He pulled his cock free each time,\par
before jabbing it back into her. Jennifer screaming in pain with each of his\par
thrusts.\par
\par
"No! Stop! I need to use the restroom.... Oh God please stop! Stop!\par
Pleaseeeee!!" she would scream.\par
\par
Finally the man in the scrub's spoke "Let's see how that tight ass of your's\par
feels." He leered down at her. "No I have to go. Please let me use the\par
restroom!" she cried.\par
\par
"Don't worry, you don't need to use the restroom. You where given an enema\par
before we began. The pressure that you feel now is nothing compared to what\par
your about to feel." he warned her menacingly.\par
\par
He reached out, and pulling a needle from the tray next him, moved it between\par
her legs. He pulled his cock from her pussy one last time, and as the camera\par
zoomed in, he pushed the needle into the balloon, or what ever it was still\par
inside of her ass. As the balloon thing burst, I saw what looked to be some\par
type of gas whooshing out of her ass, as her sphincter collapsed around the\par
burst plastic device.\par
\par
Scrub grabbed a string, sticking out of her butt, and pulled the remnants of\par
the balloon from her ass. The camera zoomed in on Jennifer's face, as relief\par
swept over her, then, while still zoomed on her face, her expression changed\par
again. The look on her face now was one of terror and pain, as the camera\par
zoomed back down between her legs.\par
\par
Scrub had begun to push his cock into her now vacant ass. Her screams, even on\par
the tape, were almost deafening. I was unable to make out any of her cries,\par
but I was drawn to the image on the screen, as this man's cock slowly, ever so\par
slowly worked it's way into my wife's tightly puckered ass hole. His progress\par
was slow but steady. During the first few minutes, he had only pushed in the\par
first two inches of what looked like a six inch cock.\par
\par
As he began to move his cock in and out, no more than a half inch in either\par
direction, her screams never relented. His progress seemed to increase now,\par
with his sawing action technique, and over the next few minutes, he had buried\par
his entire six inch cock inside of her ass.\par
\par
Jennifer's cries continued, but her voice was now hoarse and cracked. But even\par
seeing the pain that she was going through, I was as aroused as I had ever\par
been. I heard the moan escape from Scrub's mouth, and in seconds I saw the\par
white jism being pushed out of her ass, with each additional thrust back into\par
her butt. He went on and plowed into her until he moaned again, and let loose\par
another load of his seed into her. The picture faded to black, showing no\par
more about what was happening to her.\par
\par
\par
\par
Jennifer awoke, now over two and a half weeks into her ordeal, she had sadly\par
had grown accustomed to her treatment, and what was expected of her. She knew\par
that today would be nothing different. After getting up, she took her morning\par
shower, expecting to have to give Nick his morning blow job. As she walked out\par
nude, except for her high heeled shoes, from the bathroom, she saw three\par
strangers and Nick in her room.\par
\par
Nick said, "Your name is Melinda Licks, and you've never done anything like\par
this before, but you are looking forward to it."\par
\par
Jennifer was surprised by this. As she looked around, she saw one man holding\par
a microphone over her head, while another was focusing a camera on her, while\par
yet another sat next to Nick. She was handed a small white tank top, that had\par
some studios name printed in black on the front of it. She didn't take the\par
time to read the name, she simply put it on. Next she was handed a neon green\par
g-string, and a pair of black hot pants. She slipped into the clothes as\par
quickly as she could.\par
\par
She was almost blinded, as the light on top of the camera came to life. She\par
had already applied her makeup, as she had been forced to do right after her\par
shower, every morning for the last two weeks, but couldn't help but to think\par
that she would have done a better job of it, if she knew that there would be\par
someone with a camera here today. She immediately got mad at herself for \par
thinking that way, as she knew why the camera must be there.\par
\par
The man next to Nick began to speak. Jennifer hadn't caught his name, as he\par
went on about her audition. He asked her what her name was.\par
\par
"Melinda Licks." she said unsure of herself.\par
\par
"And this is your first video?" The man asked her.\par
\par
Looking over at Nick, who was nodding his head, she said "Yes."\par
\par
"So before today, what's the most number of men that you've been with at one\par
time?"\par
\par
Looking over at Nick again, she saw him holding up two fingers. "Two." she\par
replied.\par
\par
"So how many men have you ever had sex with before today?"\par
\par
Again, she looked over to Nick for the answer, but he just shrugged his\par
shoulders. "Five or Six." she replied. Her answer amused him, causing Nick to\par
smile to himself, as he wondered what the true number now really was.\par
\par
"And how do you like anal sex?"\par
\par
Once again she looked over to Nick for the answer, however he just looked back\par
at her, as though he to wanted the answer himself.\par
\par
"Well I have never, well, done it before. I think it sounds painful, and I\par
don't think it that it would be something that I would be comfortable with."\par
she replied, as honestly as she knew how, not remembering her previous\par
encounter with having been taken anally.\par
\par
The interviewer looked at Nick who in turned gave Jennifer an angry glare.\par
\par
"But you would be willing to try it for us, wouldn't you?" the man asked.\par
\par
Looking at Nick, she saw his angry nod, and knowing that she should answer\par
in the affirmative said, "Yes, uh, it sounds good to me." hoping to appease\par
Nick after upsetting him.\par
\par
Her answer seemed to lighten the grim look on Nick's face, if only a little\par
bit.\par
\par
"So I have some people who would like to meet you. Are you ready to get\par
started?" the man asked, as she watched Nick's face.\par
\par
He nodded approvingly, and so she answered. "Yes I uh, well I can't wait."\par
trying to please her angry master.\par
\par
"Good just put this on, and we can get right down to business then, sweet\par
thing." Her interviewer said, handing her a black blindfold, with white\par
lettering on it.\par
\par
As soon as Jennifer had the blindfold on, she heard the interviewer say, "Okay,\par
just turn around, and let's go out here."\par
\par
She felt his hands on her shoulder, as he led her from her room. After a few\par
moments she felt herself bump up against what she thought was a leather couch\par
and then she was told, "Okay put your knees up on there."\par
\par
Jennifer had no idea what to expect, but told herself nothing would shock her.\par
Just as that thought crossed her mind, she felt several pairs of hands begin\par
to explore her body. She shuddered as her boobs where pinched, her ass patted,\par
and a thumb slipped into her mouth. She then heard, in unison, "Hello Melinda."\par
She was unable to make out how many voices greeted her made up name. Meekly\par
she replied "Hello." She felt her head pulled forward, as someone said. "Open\par
up."\par
\par
She had only begun to open her mouth, when she felt the first cock of the day\par
slip inside of her oral cavity. She began to suck it, as expertly as she had\par
been trained to do, and as she felt his first jerk, he pulled free of her\par
mouth. No sooner had this dick pulled out, than another took it's place. She\par
knew that she was now sucking on a second man, and tried to concentrate on\par
that job, even as many other hands continued to explore her body.\par
\par
She found her ass slapped playfully, time and time again. Her tank top had\par
been lifted up to expose her breasts, as they where kneaded back and forth by\par
an unknown quantity of men that she would have to pleasure. The second cock\par
was pulled from her mouth, and replaced by two more. Although she had learned\par
how to please one man orally over the last two plus weeks, she had never tried\par
to pleasure two men at the same time before. She found her mouth and jaw now\par
stretched to the limits, trying to take them both at once, into her mouth.\par
\par
Her hot pants had been unzipped, and hands had wondered into them. She heard\par
the direction to stand up, and as she did, she felt her shorts being pulled\par
down, and as they pulled free of her legs, she found herself being pushed back\par
down, while the tank top was pulled up and off over her head. She found herself\par
once again leaning over the couch, where she was immediately slapped in the\par
face with another cock to suck.\par
\par
As she sucked it into her mouth, she could feel the g-string that she wore\par
being pulled to one side, as fingers slid into her over sensitive pussy. She\par
had not had any vaginal sex since the modifications had been made to her body.\par
The fingers had begun to stimulate her, much to her dismay. She felt sick to\par
know that the arousal that she was feeling was out of her control. She found\par
herself moaning in between strokes of the new cock going in and out of her\par
mouth, and she was now sucking on it voraciously.\par
\par
Then she felt it. She knew it was only a matter of time, and that time had now\par
come. Her back arched from the sensations running through her body, as the\par
massive cock slid into her cunt. She was now in a sexual hell. She had never\par
felt such extreme feelings racking her body with such intense pleasure before.\par
The cock now sliding in and out her cunt, sent shivers across every inch of\par
her skin, and through all the bones in her body. She moaned loudly, unable\par
to control herself.\par
\par
Her body, quaking with pleasure, made her loose her train of thought, and thus\par
she neglected the cock that was still in her mouth. She then found herself\par
brought back to that task, as the owner of the dick began to slap her face\par
with it. She began sucking on cock now, virtually on auto-pilot, unaware of\par
when one cock was removed, and another took it's place. she was lost in the\par
pleasurable feelings running through her body, as she felt dick after dick\par
slid into her cunt. It seemed like an endless line of dicks would slide in and\par
out of her cunt, and she had no idea how many there were. She would hear\par
directions from different voices, and tried to follow them as best as she\par
could.\par
\par
She never even realized that at some points, that she had been sitting on one\par
leg, while a man would hold the other high in the air, to give the camera a\par
better view of the action of the cocks sliding in and out of her cunt. She had\par
been positioned in many different ways for the three cameras to get the best\par
shots of her sexual encounters, and now found herself lying on top of a man,\par
his cock buried in her cunt. Her arms gripping the back of the couch, as she\par
sucked on the man standing behind it. She found herself so caught up in the\par
action, that she almost didn't feel the intrusion at her sphincter, until it\par
had almost penetrated her outer bud.\par
 \par
The cock, with lubricant dripping off of it, slipped easily into her ass hole.\par
Jennifer felt the pressure of the dick in her ass, but could only huff and\par
moan, as their was a cock still stuffed inside of her mouth. As the trio began\par
to pound it home inside of her, she felt completely filled, and the pressure\par
inside of her ass made her try to jump off of the man that she was sitting on.\par
Knowing that she would try to vault, Nick held her down sternly, having been\par
the first to penetrate her new cunt, and now the first to enter her ass today.\par
\par
As he neared his orgasm, Nick pulled out of his new star, and took position at\par
her mouth, as she was slid over to lie on top of another man's cock. As soon\par
as the man under her had made several strokes into her cunt, burying himself\par
deeply inside of her, she felt her head lowered, in order to suck yet another\par
dick.\par
\par
She took Nick's cock into her mouth, his dick now dripping from a combination\par
of his own juices, as well as those from Jennifer's ass and cunt. She sucked\par
on his dick, almost immune from the vile goo that coated it. She was to\par
preoccupied by having another man shove his cock into her ass.\par
\par
As the young women was being tripled teamed by the gang of men, having all\par
three of her holes filled at the same time, for the first time in her life,\par
the camera zoomed in on her face, catching her tears, as they streaked down\par
her face.\par
\par
Her eyes closed, trying to deal with her situation as best as she could, not\par
wanting to anger Nick, and was unaware that the blindfold had been removed\par
from her eyes. She found herself triple teamed, with her sitting on top of a\par
man's lap six times in a row. She began to grow used to the pressure of having\par
two cocks in her bottom at a time.\par
\par
She found herself lifted up off of the couch, as someone completely lifted her\par
into the air. Opening her eyes for the first time, she looked around to find\par
the she was surrounded by about 15 men. The man holding her up in the air,\par
with the help of two others, lowered her onto his cock, as he held her three\par
feet above the ground. With the help of the others, he began lifting and\par
dropping her up and down on his cock.\par
\par
Jennifer felt someone else move in behind her, as another cock was gently slid\par
into her cunt as well. She began to scream in pain, as the second cock now\par
forced its way into her cunt, as she was lowered onto it. After the sixth or\par
seventh time that she was lowered onto the two cocks inside of her cunt, the\par
pain began to subside, and became just a dull ache.\par
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After the men bobbed her up and down on their dicks for several minutes, she\par
felt the man behind her pull out. She was then lifted slightly higher. Then,\par
as she looked down behind her, she saw the large black cock that her ass hole\par
was being lowered onto. She was forced to ride the men for another five minutes\par
before she found herself tossed back onto the couch.\par
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Now lying on the couch, her legs spread wide, she had little choice but to lay\par
there and smile, as Nick commanded her to do, as each man took his turn\par
fucking her, in either her cunt or her ass hole, before shooting their seed\par
onto her face and tits.\par
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When it was all over and done with, Jennifer found herself surrounded by the\par
men, covered in their cum, which was pooled on her face and tits. As\par
instructed, she waved to the camera, and said good bye, as she ran her fingers\par
across her tits, scooping up some cum, and then putting it in her mouth, where\par
she would then suck her fingers clean.\par
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Okay you can go shower, then we'll eat before we get started this afternoon.\par
Jennifer happily ran to go clean herself off, even as she worried about what\par
he meant by that.\par
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End chapter 8\par
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