From: notmystory@kc.rr.com (notmystory@kc.rr.com)
Subject: {ASSM} New : A Husband's Mistake, A Wife's Nightmare Chapters 6
                       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. Chapters 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 1

                           By Notmtstory@kc.rr.com



Jennifer awoke to find herself lying naked on the bed, back at the house. She
felt light headed and in pain. She looked down at herself and could see why.
Her once natural and perky breasts, had been enlarged. In addition to the pain
and discomfort in her breasts, there was also pain in her groin. She touched
her breasts, as she lifted herself up to look at her groin. She guessed that
her bra size was now at least a 'C', but probably a 'D'. Moving her hand to
her crotch, she ran it across her groin. Her skin was perfectly smooth above
her crotch. Her pubic area was clean of all hair, not even a bit of stubble
was left.

As Jennifer gazed down at her genitals, her mouth dropped open in shocked
silence. Her clit was now visible for all to see, as it stuck out from between
her currently engorged pussy lips. Her skin down there was smooth, and felt
strange to her, as she ran her hand across it, the lack of hair, or at least
some stubble, told her that something else had been done, but she wasn't quite
sure exactly what it was.

Knowing that she had been changed, transformed, from what she had been, made
her feel a deep shame. These men, that she didn't even know, had somehow
convinced her to allow them to do this to her. She was appalled by her
appearance, and disgusted by her actions, as she began to wonder what would
come next. She was worried that she would never see her parents or her
daughter again. Then she started to wonder if she would even be able to face
them, or anyone else that she knew, after the things that she had done, and
that had been done to her.

She collected herself the best that she could, and headed for the restroom. As
she walked, she felt the lips of her pussy rubbing her now fully exposed clit.
The sensations that were running through her, were unlike any that she could
remember. It was a very perverse experience, feeling herself rubbing her clit
just by walking, not to mention the fact that her new, larger and heavier
breasts seemed to be bouncing, jiggling and moving around on her chest with
every step that she took.

She was tired and weak, as she entered the spacious restroom. She tried to
figure out what time of day it was, but simply looking out of the small
bathroom window, gave her no clue. Taking in the sight that greeted her in the
mirror, Jennifer was amazed at how she looked. The large breasts that were now
on her chest, looked out of place on her otherwise petite body. Even if she
wasn't feeling the pain in her chest, she would still feel unnatural with
those newly enlarged boobs that now poked out from her chest. Her skin felt
stretched by the enlargement of her breasts.

To her shame, she did think that they looked really good, as they were
properly shaped and very bouncy. She felt each breast, and found the small
incision underneath each one. The cuts where much smaller than she had thought
that they would be, and appeared to be already beginning to heal nicely.

She then took special note of her sex, as she looked into the mirror. The
incisions made to her sex were much easier for her to see, and they too had
already begun to heal nicely. Jennifer ran her hand across her now exposed
clit, and a sensation ran through her, a mixture of pain and pleasure, just
from the gentle touch. She noticed that her cunt lips where now apparently
enlarged as well, and just as sensitive as her clit was. Her shame increased
as she felt the sensations running through her body, just from her own gentle
touch, and knew that it didn't bode well for her at all, as she would now be
very easily aroused just be being touched down there. It would ultimately
mean, that anyone, her husband or a stranger touching her there, would quickly
get her in the mood for sex, and possibly worse, the need to have sex
immediately.

Jennifer saw the instructions on the counter, labeled "Care and maintenance of
your slut." She read how she was to bathe for the next two weeks. Following
the instructions, she gave herself a sponge bath, making sure not to get her
incisions wet. She gazed into the mirror one last time, before wrapping
herself up in the towel.

Crying and distraught by what had been done to her, she walked out of the
bathroom, and headed for 'her' bed. Then she heard that voice again, the one
from her nightmares.

"Hey slut, the fella's tell me that they taught you how to give a blow job.
Get over here and prove it." he said, sitting in a chair on the side of the
room.

Jennifer looked at him in shock. Sitting there, gazing lewdly at her, was the
man that her husband had called Nate. She found it hard to believe that the
person that she had spent so many long hours chatting with, would have done
the things to her that this man had. In their online chats, he had been
charming and romantic, telling her that he was a teacher and a coach. She had
found him to be sweet and funny. The two had chatted about everything. This
man knew more about her than anyone else ever had. She had told him things
that she could never have told another living soul. She felt good telling him
what she had, telling herself that she was just pretending, and it was all
make believe. She had thought that no one would ever know it was her, she
hadn't even used her real name.

Now, here he was, demanding a blow job from her. She knew that she had no
choice, so she quietly walked over to him and dropped to her knees.

"Lose the fucking towel slut!" he ordered her.

Without hesitation, Jennifer pulled the towel from around her body, and let it
drop to the floor beside her. She pulled his cock free from his pants, using
only her mouth, as she had been taught to do. As she took his cock into her
mouth, and began to suck it, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

Jennifer paid no attention to his phone conversation, as she concentrated her
efforts on giving him a blow job. He ran his hands through her hair, as he
spoke on the phone. Occasionally he would give her directions, on how to make
it better for him. Although she wanted to tell him to do it himself, she
followed his instructions without saying a word.

She sucked on his cock for what seemed like hours. She felt ill, knowing that
she was taking this stranger's cock into her throat, of her own volition.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, he fired his sperm deep into her mouth.
She swallowed it as best as she could, gagging on the thick globs of the goo
that were sliding down her throat.

After cleaning him up adequately, and putting his dick away, she stood up. He
ordered her to follow him, as he walked out of the room. She picked up the
towel, and started to follow this monster who had just defiled her. Turning to
her, he told her to leave the towel and do as she was told.

Naked, she followed him back to the table in the other room. He ordered her to
sit down, and shut up, as he walked into the adjoining room. She heard the
muffled conversation from the other room, but was unable to hear what was
being said. In front of her, the television was on CNN news. While reading the
headline ticker, she saw that it was now just after 2:00 PM, Thursday afternoon,
and she realized that she had been out of it since Monday. After several
minutes, he walked back into the room, and took a seat across the table from
the tortured young wife.

"So slut, how do you like what we've done with you so far?" Nate asked.

"I hate it and I hate you! Why don't you just kill me and be done with it, you
bastard!" Jennifer shot back at him angrily, no longer worried about what
might happen to her.

"Well that's what I expected. As to killing you, there's no money in that.
However, as to what I have planned for you, well I'm hoping to make a mint on
that. But rest assured, if it becomes more profitable to just kill you, I
won't hesitate to kill you, and your family, you little slut!" he fired back
at her.

"Why? Why are you doing this to me? You seemed so nice, and now you're doing
these horrible things to me! Why?" Jennifer cried.

"Simple slut, in my business, I need a special kind of woman, and fresh faces.
I've used the chat rooms to find all kinds of women. I judge what I can get
out of them. It's always about the money. It makes the world go around you
know." he said laughing at her.

"If you follow my instructions, and do as you're told, you'll make it out of
this alive. I'll even let you go back to your husband, and your old boring
life. If he won't take you back, I'm sure with your new training, you'll be
able to make some other man very happy. However, if you fight me on this, you
might live to regret it, but I doubt it slut." he said in the most serious of
tones.

Jennifer dropped her head in defeat. She wondered what else was in store for
her. She looked up to see one of the men, Tony it was, bringing in two plates
full of food. At that moment, she realized just how hungry she really was,
having not eaten anything since Sunday evening.

Tony placed the plate full of pasta in front of her, and one in front of Nate.
Looking at her, Nate told her to eat, and she dug in greedily. After finishing
her food, and having seconds, Nate had her follow him into another room. It
was a gym. There was another man waiting for them, that she didn't recognize.
She was ordered to give him a blow job, 'to wash down her meal'.

Doing as she was told, Jennifer sucked the man off. Thankfully he lost his
load quickly in her mouth. After she cleaned him up, he instructed her on
different exercises. She was told to do these exercises, in order to "tighten"
up her almost perfect body. Jennifer spent two hours in the gym exercising.
She was then taken into the kitchen, where she was told to blow Tony and the
talker, as she still thought of him, as she still didn't know his name.

 
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Jennifer had been gone for five days when I answered my front door. Jenna
stood there in the doorway, and asked if she could come in. Looking at the
blonde standing in my door way, my jaw dropped. She was wearing a tight tube
top, that was skin tight around her huge tits. The skirt that she wore left
nothing to the imagination and showed off all of her treasures.

I stepped back out of the way, allowing her in. Jenna sauntered into the room
seductively. She then sat on the couch, and crossed her legs erotically. I sat
across from her, and asked her what I owed the pleasure of her visit to. She
explained that Jennifer had called, and asked her to stop by to check up on
her daughter and me, and drop off her paycheck.

I sat there in shock, as I looked at Jennifer's paycheck. It was almost double
what we had expected. Before I could say a word, Jenna began to tell me how
good I was looking, and continued to shift her legs, as she gave me an
unbelievable show. I was shocked, as we talked for almost an hour. She kept
making subtle suggestions, about how lonely it must be for me, and how she
would like to help me out. I laughed at her jokes, and told her I would have
to be going, as I was taking our daughter to my parents for dinner.

When I got home from dinner, I put our daughter to bed, and got out the tapes
of Jennifer's weekend. Jenna's earlier visit had made me incredibly horny. I
placed the fourth of Jennifer's tapes in the VCR, and laid down on couch.
Moments after I had hit play button on the remote control, the screen came to
life.

There on the screen, I watched as Jennifer sat at a table, in what looked like
a bar. She sat between six large black men, who where all drinking heavily.
Jennifer just sat there, not drinking, in fact she never even said a word, as
the men talked amongst themselves. She was however sitting there smiling, and
looking quite content. Finally, the camera angled down, giving me a view of
what was happening under the table.

Jennifer was dressed in a halter top, and a red leather mini-skirt. As the
camera was panning under the table, I could see three different hands groping
her between her thighs, exploring her pussy. Her face was one of distant
pleasure, as her distorted brow reflected how the men's explorations were
affecting her. The camera showed fingers entering her cunt, while others
rubbed across her mound. She was at their mercy, as she was sitting on her
hands.

The men changed seats several times, allowing the others a chance to feel her
up. After several minutes, she was helped up onto the table, by several of the
men. One of the men whispered something into her ear, and then slapped her
roughly on the ass. Jennifer stood, and slowly began to move back and forth on
top of the table. As the men hollered their encouragement and directions to
her, she gyrated her hips more and more seductively.

Now into it, that she had begun to put on a spectacular show for the men at
her table, and the rest of the bar for that matter. As the camera zoomed
around the room, and then back to Jennifer, I noticed that other than Jennifer,
I saw only four other women in the topless bar, three of which looked to be
waitresses. The men, probably twenty or more of them, began to yell for her to
take it off.

Finally, doing as the men had requested, she slowly began to pull up her top,
revealing the lower globes of her chest. Then obviously thinking better of it,
she stopped, and then pulled it down. She then started to get down from the
table apparently ashamed of what she had almost done, and scared. She had a
scared look on her face, and a realization of what she had almost done, when
one of the black men at the table slapped her ass roughly, and demanded that
she continue dancing. She refused, and tried to climb down on the other side,
but she was then slapped by a man on that side of the table. Having no place
else to go, she stood back up on the table, and as she was ordered to do, she
began to gyrate slowly for them again.

Her performance now looked taxed, and didn't meet with the men's approval, as
she had before. They began booing her and chanting for her to take it off
again. She looked around the room, as if looking for some way to escape from
the horde of now angry and horny men. As her gyrations slowed, the men's anger
grew. Suddenly a hand reached around and grabbed her arm, as she was pulled
down from the top of the table.

I watched as she was carried atop an ocean of arms, to come to rest atop a
pool table. She struggled against the men, but they held her arms and legs
securely. Arms began running across her body, white and black arms mixed
together.

I watched as her clothes where ripped from her body by the men. Her screams
for help were drowned out by the growing cheers and jeers of the men. In just
moments, one of the black man had shoved his cock deep into her wide spread
cunt. He pounded her for several minutes, before he gave a grunt, and then
pulled out of her. He was quickly followed by another man, who was much
rougher on her. He pounded into her with such force, that he seemed like he
was trying to drive her right through the pool table. Her screams of pain
could be heard only softly, over the group's growing howls.

I watched in disbelief, as tears ran down her face, as the savage rammed his
weapon into her. I was afraid for her, yet at the same time I was aroused by
what they were doing to her. The man between her legs was yelling profanities
at her, and spit dripped from his lips onto her body. He was possessed, as he
ravished her. He finally pulled away from her, slapping her thighs roughly
before letting the next man in. After this brute, the rest of them seemed
tame, as one after another, they mounted my wife and raped her. To her credit,
she never stopped trying to escape. She fought back and had to be held down to
the very last man who raped her.

Released by the men, now that she had sexually satisfied every man in the room,
Jennifer rolled off of the table, and fell to the floor, as the tape ended. I
went to bed having enjoyed my wife's movie greatly.

 
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Two weeks had passed since Jennifer had awakened to find herself modified and
transformed. She had gotten into a routine. She started her day out by giving
Nick or Nate, or whoever he really was, a long blow job. Then onto the gym and
another blow job before her workout. She exercised for two hours in the
morning, before her breakfast, and two more hours after dinner. She would suck
every man in the house, and everyone who stopped by during the day. On the
average day, that meant that she gave a dozen blow jobs, and on some, as many
as eighteen. She had become an expert at getting a man to shoot his load off
in her mouth quickly. Although she still hated it, and found it disgusting,
she had gotten over her gag reflex and was now easily accepting any man's cock
into her throat. The taste of a man's cum however, still made her want to
vomit, although she had learned to accept it.

Exercising was surprisingly the most difficult part of her day, the sensations
of her clit being rubbed by her engorged cunt lips drove her crazy, and it
also humiliated her. She wondered how long this routine would continue.


End chapter 6


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