From: "Not My Story" <notmystory@kc.rr.com>
To: Undisclosed-Recipient@,
Subject: From Not My Story The end of A Wife's Mistake
Date: Sat, 26 Apr 2003 09:16:31 -0500

Here is what I am thinking is the second half. I appreciate all of your help.
I feel no different after writing this piece of crap, but I still wanted to
finish it. I hope to get back to finishing the story that I really had wanted
to write and start on another one that I have an idea for. The Idea is about a
guy, who gets together with a buddy, to ensnare his babysitter, who he has
been fixated on for years, into having sex with him. Obviously, as with all my
stinking stories, it won't stop there. The Guy's buddy will keep taking it
much farther than anything the guy had ever dreamed of putting her through.


 

A Wife's Mistake



She lay there crying through her gag stuffed mouth. How could this have
happened, she had only come here to end this relationship. She had considered
having sex with him, but this was nothing like she had imagined that it would
be. She had never thought Moses was capable of such act of depravity. From his
biblical name, to his charming and kind sense of humor. She hadn't thought
that he would be capable of something this horrible. He watched cartoons and
wrestling, and he had seemed so gentle and kind. She had struggled both
mentally and physically with his assault. She had felt that she would be
completely safe here with him.

Her husband had warned her of the terrible things that could happen to her,
when had she gotten involved with strangers on the Internet. As Moses' cum
dried on her face, she thought back to all of the things that she had talked
to him about. They had spoken of their love for one another, and how they
would spend the rest of their lives together. He had told her how much he
loved her, and how much he wanted to have children with her. He wanted to grow
old with her, and show her all of the love that he felt for her. But here she
was, tied to a bed, having just been raped.

Moses had rolled over, and began sucking on her left breast, as he lay there
recuperating from his first rape of her. He began biting and chewing on her
now erect nipple. She winced, as he continued to assault and humiliate her.
She pulled on her bonds, praying for way out.

He sucked and mauled her breast for the next twenty minutes, and as he chewed
it raw, she closed her eyes, laying there and hoping that he would lose
interest in doing these horrible things to her. Ss his mouth enveloped her
left breast, he began pinching and groping her right one. 

He saw that she had closed her eyes, and he didn't like that, as he wanted her
to see what he was doing to her. Still feeling angry and hurt, he moved his
hand lower to her crotch. She bucked and tried to move away from his snaking
hand, but her eyes never opened. He grabbed a handful of her tiny pussy hairs,
and pulled them out of her skin.

Her eyes shot open in pain. "He's an animal." she thought to herself. Her
entire body riddled with pain from his actions. As her tears again streaked
down her cheeks, and muffled cries of misery escaped from her gagged mouth.
He reached back down to her tormented mound, and grabbed another handful of
her pussy hairs.

He bit her nipple with as much force as he could, and she felt for sure that
he had bitten it off. As the pain in her breast rocked her body, he ripped a
second handful of her pubic hair out of her body. She was going through a
living hell, as he tortured her. Her pain was compounded by her sense of
betrayal. His glee from watching her suffer, helped ease his own sense of her
betrayal. She would never forget him, he would make sure of that.

His efforts to inflict pain on her had excited him and he felt his cock begin
to harden. He moved his oral assault to her right breast, as he began stroking
his cock against her naked bound body.

She glanced down at her left breast, now able to see the damage that he had
done to it. Already it had begun to show the signs of his assault. A small
hickey circled her nipple, and the bite marks, accented with blood spots, were
clearly visible to her. She dropped her head back to the mattress, just as he
sunk his teeth into her other nipple. She was going through hell, and she
feared that she would be scared for life, from his assaults.

Feeling her squirming beneath him, had him ready to use her again, and so he
did. Moving between her legs, he slid into her still slick cunt, for the
second time. He pumped her mercilessly, for what seemed to her like an
eternity.

She felt him plunging into her pussy. He had been spearing into her poor abused
cunt for far too long. She was getting really sore down there, and hoped that
he would finish soon.

In spite of having cum some thirty minutes ago, he felt on the verge of
another climax, but wasn't able to obtain it. Looking down at her, he saw her
shaking her head, as her tears still rolled down her face, as he rode her.

She was laying there limply under him, no longer putting up any struggle, just
letting him have his way with her. Then another idea hit him, and he slid his
dick out of her cunt. A look of relief swept over her face, glad to finally
have his cock out of her now sore pussy. He dropped down an inch or so, and
then began pushing his cock back into her, but this time into her virgin ass
hole.

Her eyes shot open again, as she felt his still hard cock pressing at the
entrance of her tightly puckered sphincter. As he continued to punch at her
anal eye, a sense of relief washed over her, as she thought that between the
angle that she was tied into, and the tightness of her virgin opening, that
he'd never get his cock into her ass.

Undaunted by over five minutes of trying to break into her anal bud, he
realized that he was having problems, because of his angle of attack, and
decided to do something about it. He climbed from between her legs and untied
the rope from her left leg. He pulled the leg up over her body, and tied the
rope to the upper rail of the head board. He then proceeded to do the same
thing with her right leg. The end result was that her ass was now sticking up
in the air, and her anal opening now clearly visible, and easily penetrable.

She had tried to break free of him, as he moved her legs, but they were too
tired and stiff to put up any real resistance. She found her new position even
more uncomfortable, and it also made it harder for her to breath.

He climbed back onto the bed, standing on his knees, as he took his still hard
cock, and dipped it into her exposed cunt several times, to lubricate it for
his planned assault on her ass hole. She grimaced under his weight, but could
do nothing about it.

He lined up his slimy cock with the entrance of her anus, and began to push.
She squirmed under his assault on her anus, but there was simply no place to
go. It took him less than a minute, to penetrate her tight sphincter muscle,
and also press an inch or more of his shaft into her virgin ass hole. She
panicked and cried, under his newest assault. The pain of being taken for the
first time in her ass seemed unbearable.

He pushed in further and deeper, impaling her on his cock. She tried to breath,
but was having a lot of difficulty in doing so, as his assault on her bent in
half body continued. He had only been in her ass a couple of minutes, before
the tightness of her anal passage caused him to explode inside of her. He
grunted, as he shot his gooey seed into her bowels, and as he did, she fell
into unconsciousness, from the lack of oxygen, due to her inability to breath.

Seeing her lying there limply beneath him, he worried that she might be dying
or dead. He yanked at her gag, but was unable to pull it free, until he
loosened the buckle. Seeing that she was still breathing, he relaxed again.
Looking down at her unconscious body, laying there in front of him, he was
still unsatisfied with her punishment for all of her lies to him. Taking his
cell phone from his bag, he made a few phone calls.

As he sat there and waited for his friends to arrive, another idea came to him.
He went to the bath room, and turned on the hot water, throwing a wash cloth
into the sink to be heated up. He then rummaged through her bag, and retrieved
one of her razors, and some shaving cream, then went back and got the now
boiling hot wash cloth from the sink. It was so hot, that he was barely able
to squeeze out the excess water. He quickly ran over to where she was lying,
and put the scalding hot cloth on her crotch, to soften up the hair there.

While the cloth was working into her pubic hair, he went back to the bathroom,
and brought the shaving implements back with him, laying them down on the bed
right below her crotch. He repeated the hot water rag treatment two more times,
and then began to shave her. First he put a generous amount of shaving
cream on her crotch, and then rubbed around, just as he would have down when
shaving his own face.

He started with her belly, removing all of the hair between her navel and the
top of her slit. Then he got the hair around her ass hole. Finally, he went
to work on her crotch, the area around her pussy. Since he didn't have a sink
or something to any water in, he had to constantly get up go to the sink in
the bathroom, and rinse the razor off. When he thought that he had gotten it
all, he heated up the wash cloth again, and wiped the excess shaving cream
away.

He noticed that she still had a single hair here and there, and made sure that
he got even these barely visible signs that she had ever had hair between her
legs. When he was finally finished shaving her, he looked down approvingly.
She now looked just like a little girl between her legs, with her thick pussy
lips completely visible, now that there wasn't the hair camouflage to hide
them. There wasn't even any sign of stubble, he had shaved her completely
smooth between her legs.

After washing away any loose hair, he took some of her lotion, and rubbed it
into her newly shaven mound, to make it glisten, as if she had just been
fucked and was covered in sweat down there. As she still had cum, oozing from
both her cunt and her ass, he just had to get a picture of this. He retrieved
his cameras and began taking pictures of her newly shaven pussy and ass.

She awoke to the now familiar feeling of a dick in her burning cunt. As her
mouth was now free of the gag, she began to whimper. As she opened her eyes,
she found herself in the darkness of some sort of blindfold, and heard him say,
"I took your gag out. You make so much as a sound louder than a whisper, and
I'll slit your fucking throat. Do you understand what I'm telling you?" he asked,
as she felt something cold and metal slide across her neck.

Marie nodded her head, indicating that she understood him, as she took note of
the sensations she felt. Her breast burned and ached under the continued
groping and biting they where getting. Her pussy was on fire with pain, she
felt like she had been raped a thousand times. Her ass felt like it had been
ripped in two, the pain there a throbbing sensation that seemed to intensify
with each passing moment. As she began surveying her situation through the
haze that her mind was in, she began to piece things together. There were at
least two sets of hands groping her breasts, someone was raping her cunt, and
a pair of hands was squeezing her ass cheeks together, around a dick. Then she
heard Moses speak to her again.

"Lift your head and have a drink." He ordered.

Her throat was parched from having been gagged, so she did as he ordered, and
lifted her head to take a sip. She found the liquid cool and refreshing,
although unfamiliar in it's taste. It wasn't good, but it was sweet, and so
therefore tolerable. She took several small sips, but soon found herself
gulping the liquid down, as Moses increased the angle of the glass.

He was intent that she would finish the drugged concoction that Robert had
brought over. Robert had assured him that this stuff would make her passive
to their actions, and unable to remember what had been done to her, when she
finally woke up. It was some sort of drug cocktail that included GHB, Ecstasy,
and who knew what else. But as Robert put it, "Who cares, it works."

Having drained the glass that had been put to her lips, she took the
opportunity to speak quietly and ask a question.

"Who is here Moses?" she asked apprehensively, afraid of his answer.

"Nobody you need to worry about Nikki, I mean Marie." He said "Now open your
mouth." he said.

Reluctantly, she did as he ordered, instantly she felt something cold and
metal slip under her upper front teeth, before it was wedged in behind her
lower teeth as well. As she instinctively bit down, she realized that he had
placed a medal ring gag in her mouth, and was now strapping it in place on her
head. She whimpered even more, as he caught her hair in the buckle.

Her concern over this new gag quickly eased, as she felt the man in her pussy
pull out and begin to force himself into her tender ass hole. He was rough, as
rough as Moses had been on his first assault of her rear-end, but he was bigger
both in length and girth than Moses. She felt herself being stretched to new
extremes. Her mind clouded and fogged over, as the drugs began to take affect.
She made no move to try and escape, as her hands where freed. Her only
conscious movements at this point, were the pants and whimpers that were
forced out of her restrained mouth.

With all of her limbs now free, Moses began again taking another series of
pictures of her. This time his photos showed her with a man fucking her, while
another stuffed his semi erect cock into her mouth, while still another man
sucked and bit her nipples and breast. She wasn't coherent anymore, she was in
a drugged state of acceptance.

Over the next six hours, she found herself raped repeatedly by Moses and his
four friends, each one making it a point to use and abuse her ass hole as
much as possible. She had been thrown over the small hotel room's table, so
that she could be taken in both her ass and mouth at the same time. Eventually,
when all of the men thought that it was safe, her gag and blindfold were
removed. Moses had filled both of his 256MB flash memory cards for his camera
and used up the disposable cameras sometime before that. He was happy, finally
feeling that he had exacted his revenge upon her fully. She looked like a
willing participant in the photos, when she wasn't gagged and blindfolded.
Moses would send these to her husband, after blurring the faces of his friends
and himself. Let him see what a lying little tramp she was.

She woke up the next morning in an alley behind the bus station that she had
arrived in Winnipeg at. She found that she was in horrible shape. When she
tried to stand it was hard to move. The pain in her cunt, and especially her
ass to much to bear. She had been dressed in only her sun dress, with no panties
or bra on underneath. All she had was her return bus ticket, stuffed between
her abused tits. She searched around where she had woken, but found no sign of
her purse, clothes, money or other belongings. She could still feel the fluids
running down her thighs, as they escaped her ass and pussy.

She walked into the bus station, and asked when the next bus back to her home
town was, to the attendant. She discovered that she had a six hour wait, she
went to the restroom to clean up as best as she could. She spent much of the
next thirty hours crying, unsure as to why this had happened to her, and what
her husband's reaction would be when she got home. She would have no choice
but to tell him what had happened to her, she would be unable to hide it from
him. She would be sore and bruised for weeks, and felt that she would never
feel right in her nether regions again.

A package arrived at our home nine hours before she called me to pick her up.
It was filled with stills of her apparently enjoying herself as the center of
attention of a gang bang, with five or so unidentified men, doing all sorts of
things to her. Though their faces had been distorted, so it was really hard to
tell how many there really were. I didn't see the tears that she told me she
cried, nor did I see the struggles that she insisted she had put up. All I saw
was my wife being fucked by a group of other men, and apparently enjoying it,
which was just what Moses wanted, in his vain attempt to get me to divorce my
wife for being a cheating slut.

While I still have a little doubt, way back in the dark recesses of my mind, I
feel that I know my wife well enough to know that while she might have cheated
on me with one man, whom she may have fallen in love, or lust with, a gang
bang with a group of men was totally out of the question. I suspected that they
probably had drugged her with one of those date rape drugs, where the woman
doesn't remember a thing afterwards, and is quite hazy about what is happening
when it goes down. At least that made some sense, as her turning herself over,
for what looked like a long ordeal, to five or six guys, and especially for a
lot of anal, when she was definitely a virgin there when she left, is
completely unbelievable. Besides, I could easily see the ring gag in her mouth
in the "earlier" pictures, and what woman would "willingly" allow a man, or
even a group of men, to make the marks on her breasts that where left on
Marie's boobies.

No, I wasn't fooled into thinking that she was such a big slut, that she
fucked a bunch of men, who without a doubt in my mind, that she didn't know
from Adam, other than Moses, to abuse her so badly. I considered calling the
police, but she was back here, had washed the evidence away, and it would
require her running back and forth between here and Winnipeg several times for
hearings, trials and the like, and knowing lawyers, she'd get there several
times only to find out that the hearing was postponed, by one of the defense
attorneys. Also, other than Moses, she couldn't identify her attackers anyway.

I also considered going up there and beating the crap out of him, but knew
that he'd only end up with a few bruises, and I'd end up in jail for a long
time, so I could only do that in my dreams. Maybe I can do some damage to him
over the computer, mess up his life in a different way than he did Marie, and
to a lesser extent, myself.

This story was a fictionalized account of something that had happened to my
wife and myself, but there's enough truth in it, for me to tell you to be
really careful with getting involved with strangers on the Internet. You never
know who the sick bastard that you're corresponding with is. Who knows, it
might be someone like Moses!