From: notmystory@kc.rr.com (notmystory@kc.rr.com)
Subject: {ASSM} New : A Husband's Mistake, A Wife's Nightmare Chapter 2
                       re-done new chapter (M+/F Wife, NC, Drugged, betrayal)
Date: Sun, 23 Mar 2003 06:10:08 -0500

This is the second revision of this story. I had written it with the intent
to go all the way to the end. I then received a chapter from shadowwriter and
I kind of liked it so I agreed and posted it and then he went of on some wild
tangent with a bell. Well he has never finished and I can't go down that road.
So here it is it without any of his contributions it will have twelve chapters
and I will go to the end. Chapter 7 & 8 are completely new and revisions have
been made throughout. Sorry for any confusion but these is the way I always
intended the story to go If all goes well I should have all the way to twelve
finished in a week still don't like the end and how I get us there. Who knows.

 
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                      A Husband's Mistake, A Wife's Nightmare
                                  Chapter 2

                           By Notmtstory@kc.rr.com



I sat bound to the chair, gagged and horrified, as I watched one of the two
men who had entered earlier, begin to untie my wife Jennifer. She was totally
out of it, an effect of the drugs Nick had injected in her earlier. Now free
of her bindings, she just lay there on the bed, Nick's cum still pooled on her
face. Nick had now finished dressing, and went into the restroom, while the
other man opened the door to the hotel room.

There I sat, helpless in our hotel room, with the door wide open, and the
broken remnants of the room's phone still lying on the floor, where Nick had
slammed it into my skull and breaking it. My beautiful wife was lying there
half naked on the bed, drugged into total submission, for the whole world to
see, and the whole despicable scene being filmed by these two thugs.

Nick returned from the restroom and reached into one of the duffle bags,
pulling out a brown paper sack, and dumping the sacks contents on the table. 
There must have been at least fifty condoms of all types on the table. Just
then, to my horror, four more men walked into our room. Three of the men were
large, and very black. The other one was a young and stringy white kid. Nick
talked with them for several minutes on the other side of the room. I was
unable to hear what was being said, but I could see Nick waving his hand in
Jennifer's direction, then at me, and finally at the rubbers. They all began
to laugh, and even glanced my way to laugh some more.

The hotel room door was pushed mostly closed, giving the new men a small
amount of privacy. The men moved into position around Jennifer. The largest of
the black men stood at her head, while the others just stood around, as if
waiting for some kind of a signal. The large black man reached out, and began
to grope her tits. He mauled her boobs so viscously, that even in her drugged
state, she screamed out in pain. Hearing her scream, he gripped her teddy, and
violently ripped it from her body. Then he used it to wipe Nick's cum from her
face.

The others took this as some sort of signal, and began groping her body also.
The leader of this little group then began lightly slapping her face from one
side to the other, before he dropped his trousers. He wore no underwear, and
sported a huge cock, that was easily twice as thick as my own, and at least
twice as long. Jennifer's mouth was now open, as she was protesting his
slapping her, and he thrust his prick deep into her mouth. With his very first
thrust, he sunk his prick all the way into her mouth, and down her throat, 
with her nose buried in his pubic hair. I knew he wouldn't enjoy the blow job,
as Jennifer gave lousy head. It was terrible. As I watched him thrust his dick
deep into her throat, I realized that he wasn't after a blow job, he was
raping her throat. Her reactions in the process were of no importance to him,
only the warmth of her mouth and throat mattered.

Nick had taken a seat next to me, as he decided that the action in front of me
needed a play by play analysis.

"I was really hoping that those were the real pictures of your wife, that you
sent me. Boy are you lucky that they where. The last bitch I had up here had
sent me some photos that she must have found on the net or something. Any way
I had lined up my guys, like I did for your wife here, at $200.00 bucks a
piece to screw her, and when she gets here she was a total dog. Well needless
to say the fellas were pissed. Hell I don't think that bitch is walking
upright to this day." He said with a laugh. "But you don't have to worry about
that, your wife is all that you said that she was, and a little more. The guys
really like her. Hell look at Tony over there giving her a throat fucking that
she'll never forget. I'm telling you now, she's going to go home with some
bruises though, the guy's just won't be able to keep their hands off of that
hot little body of her's.

I sat there and watched, as the one Nick had called Tony pulled his cock from
Jennifer's mouth, and now positioned it at her cunt opening, and rammed his
prick home. As she tried to lift up, from this new invasion of her body,
another black man rammed his cock into her now empty mouth.

"Now there's a sight for you, your wife getting it from both ends. I'll bet
she's loving every minute of it." he said. I began trying to protest, to tell
him that he's wrong, but all that came through the gag in my mouth was a
muffled noise. Nick just looked at me and laughed.

I watched as my wife, the women that I loved, got pounded by two complete
strangers, men neither of us had ever met before that night, using her as only
I had ever used her before. Myself unable to help her, and Jennifer too
drugged out, and unable to defend herself from their brutal attack. She looked
so beautiful lying there in only her garter belt and stockings, though, her
hose now stretched and filled with holes. I found myself erect and aroused, as
it was both frightening and erotic, all at the same time.

Tony moaned loudly, announcing to the room that was cuming, as he shot his
black seed into her womb. He made several more thrusts into her, before
finally withdrawing from her now cum filled cunt. Nick leaned over to me and
said. "Wow! Look at that cum dripping out of your wife. Boy I sure hope that
bitch is on the pill. I offered the guy's condoms and told them it was up to
them whether or not to use them, but it doesn't look like we'll have many
takers, does it?"

I watched in amazement as the next man inserted his now hard dick into her
dripping cunt. Tony, now exhausted, dressed, and gave Nick a high five on the
way out the door. The second black man who had taken Tony's place in Jennifer's
mouth, finally erupted down her throat. Jennifer, never having swallowed any
cum before, and not expecting it, began to choke and gurgle on the liquid shot
down her throat. As she convulsed and gagged, the man in her cunt began to
blow his load in her cunt. The two healthy loads of cum that had filled her
cunt were both now dripping down her legs. The skinny white guy leaned down
between her legs, and began eating the cum from her now well stretched pussy.

Just as the sick little freak had finished, he being the last of the four
original attackers, four more men entered the room. Once again Nick went over
to the other side of the room with them, and spoke to them, as he had the
first group. He returned to his seat next to me, just as the last of the
original four men left the room. "I schedule four guys every forty-five
minutes, that gives them ten minutes a piece. It works out best, that's about
the most that a woman can handle." Nick told me.

The men wasted no time, and Jennifer put up no fight, as they ravished her
body. Again she was raped in her cunt, while another man forced a blow job
from her. All the men in this group used her only for one screw, each one of
them using her mouth, then her cunt for their gratification. They finished
right on time, and where replaced by another four. This group a little rowdier
than the last one. A young thug had begun to slap Jennifer's face, unhappy
with her blow job efforts. A single word from Nick put an end to this. I was
amazed to watch Jennifer being violated repeatedly, and she put up no real
struggles, but remained conscious through out her assaults. In between men, I
could see her once tight cunt was now oozing the seed of her multiple attackers.
After each group of men had finished with her, one of the camera operators
would use a towel to clean the jism from her skin. As the scene was played out,
over and over again, the procedure was the same as before. Nick would speak
with them for a few minutes, motion towards Jennifer and then at me, to get a
laugh from the men. Then he'd motion towards the condoms on the table. At
least some of the men who used Jennifer wore a condom, but when those men
finished they all dumped the contents down her throat. One of the men during
the night had even blown his load while giving Jennifer's breasts a titty fuck,
as Nick had put it.

The rape of my wife Jennifer seemed endless to me. I watched in horror, as she
was taken in every position imaginable. I watched as she was flipped over on
her belly, and forced to suck a cock, while another man would rape her doggy
style. She would then get tossed back onto her back, and have her legs bent
back up over her head. I watched as she was tossed around like a rag doll by
the steady stream of men who came to use her.

The worst part of the evening for me was definitely listening to Nick's
commentaries, as he described each despicable act in great detail to my
captive ears. Jennifer never seemed to come out of her drugged stupor, as the
evening wore on. I had to watch my young and innocent wife be raped by over
thirty men in a six hour period that night. The only time that she was not
being raped, was when the men needed to change video tapes in the cameras.

When it appeared to have come to an end, Nick got up and talked with his film
crew. They all laughed and congratulated each other. Nick returned to me as
the men began to pack up their equipment.

"I just want to thank you for the best present that anyone's ever given me
before. God you're a stupid mother fucker. But I hope that you understand what
I'm about to tell you. You're wife's going to do some more business for me,
and if you both cooperate with me, I'll have her home safe and sound by Monday
morning. You know, just a little worse for wear." He laughed at his own
horrible joke, truly thinking that he was funny. "But if you call the cops, or
anyone else about this, I can promise you that you'll never see the bitch
again. I'll turn her into a crack whore, and have her working a corner in some
city where you'll never find her."

As he spoke, the men behind him began to wrap Jennifer up in a blanket.

"Just remember if you think about calling the cops. I'll kill her, and make
sure that everyone knows that you sold her off to some pimp. Imagine having to
raise your daughter alone, after you have had her mother killed."

I watched as one man threw Jennifer over his shoulder, while the other grabbed
their duffle bags and then they all walked unceremoniously out of the room.
Watching Jennifer being carried out, I renewed my struggles, trying to free
myself and save her. Nick just laughed and said, "Just remember NO COPS!
Thanks again for the pussy." Then he pulled something from behind his back,
and hit me square in the jaw.

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I woke up about 2:00 P.M. Saturday afternoon. I found myself still gagged, but
no longer tied to the chair, but rather I was lying on the cum stained floor
of the room. As I got to my feet, I removed the tape from my head slowly,
trying futilely to reduce the pain, as the taped pulled my hair out. When I
had finally gotten the tape off of my head, I found that I had been gagged
with Nick's underwear. I immediately went for the phone but found it still
broken and stained with my blood. I then began to remember what Nick had
warned me about, and I fell to my knees and cried for hours over what had I
done.

Finally I got up and tried to clean myself. The blood had dried on my face,
and I had bruises on my chest. The cut on my head could have taken a couple of
stitches, but it was to late now to even worry about it. I showered for over
an hour, trying to come up with some plan of action. I could think of nothing
to do. I was without a hope. In a vain attempt, I spent most of the evening
driving around the small little town hoping to find my wife. I returned to
the motel room early Sunday morning, and cried myself to sleep. I was awoken
in the morning by the house keeper, telling me that it was checkout time. I
loaded the car, checked out and drove around the little town some more, hoping
to spot Jennifer. Finally out of time, I headed back to our town to pick up
our daughter.

When I picked up our daughter I made some lame excuse to Jennifer's parents,
that Jennifer had stopped by her store to take care of some problem that had
come up. They questioned me about the cut on my head, and I made some equally
lame excuse. After gathering our daughter and her things, I was relieved to
get away from her parents, afraid that they would find out what I had done to
their daughter.

Not knowing what else to do, I drove my daughter home. Upon entering the house
everything seemed in order. I immediately took our daughter to her room, and
put her to bed, not wanting to face her questions. When I finally entered our
bedroom, I turned on the light. To my shock, there was Jennifer, lying totally
naked, and balled up, on our disheveled bed. Laying next to her was a pile of
VHS tapes, and an envelope.

I spent five minutes trying to wake her up, but I had no luck. I checked her
breathing and pulse, both where fine. I almost got her awake once, but she
just mumbled something and passed out again.

Not knowing what else I could do for her, I pulled a sheet over her, and
gathered the envelope the envelope the pile of tapes, not sure if I even
wanted to know what I would see on them. I carried them into the living room,
still not sure that I was ready to see what was on them.



End chapter 2


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