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     She entered her apartment, tossing her briefcase onto the couch, and making a beeline to the bedroom for a quick switch; to exchange her work clothes for something much more comfortable.  It had been another horrendous day; taxing her nerves, and making her wonder whether she should have chosen a calmer, less stressful profession. 

     Shucking her gray suit and frilly white blouse, she stood before the mirror for a few moments; fondling her 36-D breasts, her fingers caressing their dark, quarter-sized aeriolas, before wandering down the firm muscles of her stomach to her thatch.  God, despite all; she was still one hell of a sexy woman!  At forty-three, she could easily rival the bodies of most twenty-year-olds.  It was a shame that her husband had abandoned ship; his maleness completely obliterated by her ever-growing success.  Poor men; their egos were so fragile, so easily and utterly destroyed.  

      She turned and headed for her closet, feeling a sudden gust of cool air. And that’s when she noticed it; the broken window, its glass shards strewn across the carpeting!  Before she could react, a gloved hand was clamped across her mouth, a voice at her ear, warning, “Keep quiet, or I’ll slit your fucking throat.”

     When the hand let up a little, she warbled.  “ Please, don’t hurt me.  I’ll --- I’ll do anything you say.”

     “Fucking A, you will.”

     “If you’re looking for money, I -- I have some in my purse”

     “Money is a perk for me, lady; I want a hell of a lot more than that.”

     “I could write you out a check -- please.”

     His hands roamed from her mouth, down over her neck and breastbone to her jugs, cupping and bouncing them in his hands.  “I saw you preening in the mirror.  You think you’re real hot-shit, don’t you?”

     “No, no; I’m really not like that.”

     The hands left her breasts and groped their way down the length of her stomach, fingering her navel, before moving on to her snatch.

     “I’ll -- I’ll do anything you say, but, please, don’t hurt me.”

     “Self-worshipping bitches, like you, really piss me off,” he snapped, flinging her onto the bed.  “You won’t be so arrogant when I’m finished with you.”

     She rolled off the mattress and tried for the door, but he caught her by the hair, yanking her back, and driving a fist into her kidney area.  Before she could recover, he ran her hard, ramming her head into the door frame; then again and again, until she nearly collapsed, a virtual solar system exploding in her brain.

     “If you want to make this tough, that’s just fine by me. I have no problem with that, at all.”

     Dazed and in pain, she lashed out, blindly, delivering a glancing blow to his jaw.

     “Oh yeah; I love fighters.  You’re getting me all wet, here.”

     He smacked her across the face, sending her flying onto the bed, where she laid like a worn-out, old dishrag; panting, head and heart throbbing, trying to regain her senses.  She felt the lump on her forehead, wincing in pain.  Would he kill her when he was finished?  With all the commotion, in her panic, she hadn’t even caught a glimpse of his face.  Was he white or black, Oriental or Hispanic?  He sounded as though he was white, but, hell, he could be an Eskimo for all she knew.  Dare she chance a look?  Would it seal her fate if she saw his face?

     The light suddenly went out, as if he had anticipated her thoughts, and she could hear his animal-like grunts as he tried to tear off his clothes in a hurry.  Then the mattress bounced and he was next to her, his scent a mixture of cologne, cigarette smoke and what -- maybe vodka. 

     “I’ve been watching you for weeks, bitch; strutting around in your high-and-mighty power suits.  You really think you’re the cat’s meow, don’t you?”

     “No -- no --.”

     “Yeah, yeah!”

     He roughly rolled her onto her back, squeezing her breasts together and sucking each of her nipples in turn, rolling them between his teeth.  She tried to squirm away, but he adjusted his weight, pinning her down.

     “I got to say one thing; you have a hell of a set of knockers.  What size are they?”

     When she didn’t answer, he repeated the question, much louder.

     “They’re thirty-six-D.”

     “I’ll say.  You have it all, huh; power suits, power car, power boobs.”

     Then, in a flash, he was on her, his warm tongue wandering her lips, and she felt his hardness enter her, roughly at first, then much more gentle.  Before she knew it, they were moving in rhythm, her legs wrapped around his butt, her nails digging into his back. She felt the adrenaline rush come quickly, gasping, a euphoric feeling swimming in her head.  His chest hair scrapped her boobs, as their tongues darted into one another’s mouths.  On and on it went; the rocking, the groaning, the panting; both squealing in unison as they blew their cookies at the same time.

     He rolled off of her and they laid there for a long time, trying to catch their breath.  Cool air rustled the curtains, traffic humming in the distance, an occasional horn.

     “You’re --,” he rasped.  “You’re even better than I had thought.”

     She didn’t answer, confused by a strange mixture of fear and ecstasy.

     “Well?”

     “Well what?”

     “How was I?”

     She pondered for a moment, unable to answer.

     “C’mon; how was I?”

     She answered with a giddy, schoolgirl laugh.  “Not bad, considering it was an illegal entry.”

     He chuckled at the remark and flung out of bed, gathering up his clothes.  “You stay right where you are, don’t move a muscle.”

     “You’re -- You’re not going to hurt me, are you?”

     “After a fuck like that, I don’t want to have to.  I will, though, if you give me no choice.  So, like I said; you just stay there while I get the hell out of here.”

     She watched as he quickly dressed, a dark form, his eyes never leaving her.  Without another word, he made his way to the window, freezing with one foot out as she switched on the light.

     “Fuck, damn-it-all; now you saw my face!  Now I have no choice but to --.”

     She jumped out of bed and walked to him, her fingers toying with his curly black hair, then roaming down his cheek to trace his jaw.  “And a nice face it is.”

     He could only stare, mouth agape, eyes as wide as saucers.  Finally, after considering his options, he started back out the window.

     “Wait -- wait, wait, wait.”

     He froze again, utterly confused.

     She rummaged through her purse, squealing in frustration and pouring its contents onto the bed.  Then she snatched up a card and walked to him, holding it out.

     “What’s this?”

     “You’ll find my office number, as well as my home number on there.  If you ever want another go-round, like tonight, give me a call.”

     He reached for it, hesitantly, his eyes growing wider.  “Are -- Are you serious?”

     “I am dead serious.”

     He considered her for a long moment, chuckling at the absurdity of it all, then tucked the card into his pocket and made his way out the window.

     “Or, if you prefer; you can just surprise me, like earlier!” she called after him.

     He hustled down the darkened street, glancing back at her window.  She wasn’t such a “bitch” after all.  At the corner, he stopped, the suspense killing him.  Pulling out a small pocket light, he shined it on the card, sucking in a startled breath.  “Jesus, would you look at this,” he whispered to himself.

     There, in bold black-and-gold lettering – Samantha Eggers; Assistant Police Commissioner, City of New York.

 

 

    

    

    

    

    

    

    

    

 

 

 

 

 

 

make the relationship work, and seeing her like that, I would be furious, and ready to go back and scream my lungs out. Instead, nothing.

As I checked into a motel roughly 2 hours later, the bitterness finally began to well up inside me. Eventually this turned to anger, and finally a burning desire for revenge. How could she do this and think she would get away with it? Automatically, my mind began formulating ideas and scenarios with which to get the bitch back. Sitting alone in my room, I decided the best and most...creative form of revenge would be a taste of her own medicine, as it were. Grabbing my keys, I drove to a nearby sex shop and made my preparations...

I knew Lucy would be at home when I knocked at the door a few days later. She had tried to phone me a couple times but I was inconsolable. She answered the door without checking who it was, and when I saw her, a brief moment of pity and hesitation overcame me. I looked up and down her body; she had always been beautiful, with black silky hair and olive skin to go with it. Not to mention her perfect perky breasts, which were all natural and yet full and round. She also had a real hourglass figure, with her curvaceous hips framing her amazing ass. Snapping me out of my daydream, she said simply "I'm sorry." Another ten seconds passed, and I replied "You will be," before pushing her roughly inside and slamming the door. I pulled out from behind my back a cloth soaked in chloroform, and shoved it over her face, ignoring her attempts to stop me. I received a scratch to my face, and a sore shin, but she was unconscious. I began to make my preparations.

I stripped Lucy naked, and hoisted her up against the bare wall in the living room, clamping her wrists in the shackles I had attached to the wall. She now hung limply by her arms, but I decided when she awoke, this would not be enough. I attached 2 more shackles to the wall, then pulled her legs up over her head and pinned them in place. Thus, she was completely supported by the shackles, and her pussy and ass were exposed as far as possible. Two birds with one stone. She had always kept her pussy nice and trim, although I didn't see why, considering she rarely was in the mood for sex. She always tended to prefer blowjobs or handjobs if I asked, and anything raunchier like anal was out of the question. This would work well now, however, as it meant both her ass and pussy would be as tight as could be.

When she awoke, I had some other preparations to make before the real events started. Immediately, she began shouting at me to let her down, how dare I do this, blah blah blah. The anger built up again, and I slapped her hard on the pussy, causing a scream to interrupt her incessant yammering. I shoved a ball gag in her mouth to keep it that way. All she could do now was glare at me, and mumble slightly through the gag. "Look at me all you want with those accusing eyes. You're gonna get what you deserve. In fact, I'm gonna start by leaving a little souvenir of this whole night, " I smugly told her. I reached into my bag of tricks, and pulled out a piercing gun. Moving it over her body, and letting her see what it was, I began taunting her by slowly dragging it across her skin. She trembled in fear, and could only watch as I suddenly positioned it over her left nipple, and fired. A sudden click, and a ring was attached to her gorgeous breast. She writhed in pain, trying to scream and somehow end the pain. I decided not to do the other tit for now, as she seemed about to pass out from the pain. I left her and sat down in the other room, waiting for the real surprise to arrive.

A knock at the door, and 5 tall men entered, striding into the living room where my wife was imprisoned. It was a picturesque scene: 5 men all standing in a semi-circle around the terrified and exposed woman, helplessly pinned to the wall. Her facial expression was a mixture of pain, fury, and humiliation, and it turned me on more than I thought possible. My cock began to grow in my pants, which caused me to get the show started. I instructed the men to get naked, and told them to "do what you like." Immediately the first man stepped up to my wife, roughly grabbing her hips and positioning his erect member in front of her pussy. I guessed his dick was roughly 7" long, but it was thick too. All the better, I thought. Raising his hand, he slapped her ass hard as he simultaneously thrusted his cock into her. His hips slammed against hers, pushing her up against the wall hard. She winced and groaned loudly, as the man began a violent rhythm of fucking her. Her tits were bouncing up and down as he pounded her, and I could tell the fresh piercing was causing her some discomfort, in addition to the stretching her cunt must have been undergoing. The man didn't last long, and leaned over her, cumming inside her. When he pulled away, her vagina was red and raw, and this was after 1 guy! I was pleased, to say the least.

The night continued with my wife being the centre of attention. 4 more guys fucked her roughly, unleashing torrents of cum in her pussy and on her stomach and tits. I had also told the guys to focus on other areas, and they obliged by slapping her ass and pussy, choking her while fucking her, and spitting in her face. She looked a complete mess by this point. Her pussy was swollen and bleeding slightly, she was dripping with cum (in fact, there was a small puddle of cum that had accumulated on the floor beneath her), and her wrists and ankles were raw from the shackles. Now it was my turn. I first reached into the bag, pulling out a large black dildo I had bought. It was longer and thicker than any of the cocks that had just violated my wife's pussy. I moved over to her, and removed her ball gag. I wanted to hear her scream as I got my revenge. I took the dildo and roughly shoved it into her slit, watching her wince in pain. Then, without warning, I moved my cock below it and positioned it at the entrance to her asshole. Her eyes widened, "No, no, pleaseeeee!!" I had come this far, however, and I wanted to see it through. I thrusted forward, and slammed my cock into her ass, filling her up completely. Her ass was so tight I could barely keep a steady rhythm. The scream emanating from Lucy only spurned me on at this point, and I began pistoning my cock in and out of her ass. Her tight sphincter clamped around my dick, and it felt amazing. Clearly Lucy didn't feel the same way as she was getting fucked violently in both holes.
   
After a short while, I climaxed, shooting what seemed like bucketloads of hot cum into her raw passage. I slumped over her, and then relaxed. "Now we're even, bitch. You hurt me, I hurt you." Stepping back, I looked at the pool of cum, along with Lucy's ass and pussy juices, that had dripped onto the floor below her. "What a mess, " I smiled. "I guess you can help me out with one last thing, huh Lucy?" I released the shackles pinning her arms and legs to the wall, and she collapsed to the floor. "Be a good girl and clean up this mess, would you?" I shoved her head closer to the pool, and I guess she was too exhausted and shocked to refuse. She slowly knelt over, and began gingerly lapping at the puddle. 

ce nearer to my office. As Sam always had the similar complain in the past, it was not hard for me to cajole him to take up the decision. And we moved out of that place, much to my relief.

Our new home was also an apartment complex, though the living room and dining area were a bit smaller, but I had no complains.

Another thing was really bothering me. In all our four years of marriage, we had never kept any secrets between us and I knew that I should tell Sam about what happened that evening. But, I was really not sure about how he’d react. I love him very much and was/am not ready to lose him at any cost. But, I decided that I’d tell him anyway and see what happens.

So, one night after dinner I decided to go ahead and chalked out a plan of action. We were relaxing in our living room and I went up to the TV set and played the movie, which I was watching THAT night. It features a woman with three men and the scenes were really hot. I moved into the sofa, where Sam was sitting, and sat close to his lap. I put a hand on his right thigh and run my tongue on his ear. I knew how that turns him on. He then placed both of his hands on my tits and squeezed them. A moan escaped my lips. I knew he was getting hot and making me the same.

He started talking dirty, “So, you like this movie very much, don’t you? Do you like the cocks of those guys?” I talked back to him, “Yes I like them. I like the way these guys are fucking her.” He took off my robe, which was the only thing I was wearing then. I returned the favor by taking off his T-shirt and trouser along with his shorts. His cock was already very hard and some pre-cum was leaking from it. I swooped down on his cock and lapped up the juice from the head, causing his cock to throb. He wanted me to take his cock in my mouth, but I wanted it to last and moved away, but kept my hand on his cock, stroking it lightly. He got frustrated and said, “So, you want to play dirty tonight, don’t you, Slut?” “Yes”, I answered. He continued his verbal assault, “Do you want to get fucked like that woman?” I knew that he didn’t mean what he was saying, but I was hoping otherwise. It would help me to bring up the subject. I said, “Yes, I want to get fucked like that, but I want you to watch me getting fucked like that.” He almost came when he heard that. I squeezed the base of his cock hard as not to allow him to come so fast.

I told that I wanted to feel his tongue on my pussy, and he obliged right away. He laid me down on the sofa on my back and went between my legs. He took a long look at my very wet pussy, as if he was seeing it for the very first time. Then he ran his tongue very slowly over my outer lips. He did that for some few more times. I wanted him to lick my clit, but he was avoiding it intentionally, making me buck my pussy up to his mouth. Not able to bear this sweet torture anymore, I shouted, “Please Honey, lick my clit. Please make me come with your tongue.” Sam was waiting for me to say those words. He put his tongue on my clit and started lapping at it with frenzy. He inserted two fingers in my pussy and found my G-spot and started playing some very hard games with it. This was too much for me. As he continued to lick my clit with fervor and finger fuck me, I went wild and came very hard on his fingers and mouth. He lapped up the juices from my cunt. He took one of his fingers, soaked with my juices, to his lips and licked it clean and brought the other finger to my lips and said, “Taste your own juice, you Slut!” I obliged as I lapped up the juices from his finger as if it were the last that I’d ever get.

He then spread my legs wider and positioned himself between my legs. He took his hard cock in his hand and started rubbing it along my slit. I knew he wanted to tease me to the point when I’d beg him to fuck me. Well, I was already to that point and I begged him, “Please fuck me with that hard cock. I want you to fuck me very hard and I want you to talk dirty to me.” He shoved his cock into my pussy in one hard thrust and I moaned out loud. He started to talk dirty to me, “I’ll fuck you like a whore tonight. I’ll fuck you like that woman. Do you want to get fucked like a whore?” I replied, “Yes, I want to get fucked like a whore. Fuck me like a whore. I want to get gangbanged and I want all the men to come all over me.” I said that and looked directly into Sam’s eyes to find out his reaction. He stopped for a moment and I thought that I’d lost it all. But, he immediately drove into my pussy more vigorously and I decided to go ahead with it. Then I said, “Sam, I want to tell you something, while you fuck me.” He looked at me with his lustful eyes and nodded yes, and slowed his pace a bit so as to enjoy the fuck for some more time.

Looking directly into his eyes, I blurted out everything that happened to me THAT evening. He didn’t say a single word while I spoke, but when I told him how they’d come all over my face, mouth and tits, he gave me one last hard thrust and came very hard in my pussy. I felt him spurt his hot sperm deep inside my womb. That drove me over the edge and I came bucking my ass trying to pull his cock deeper into my pussy.

When we’d finished coming, he didn’t take out his cock from my cunt. Instead, he looked me in the eye and asked me whether I was telling the truth. I told him that it really happened and I’d told him exactly what happened and apologized for not telling him before. I told him that I didn’t have the courage to tell him, though I wanted to. I couldn’t make out what was going on in his mind, but I felt that his cock had remained hard even after coming, which was not the case on previous occasions. He asked me in a very husky voice, “Smita, did you like it when they fucked you like that? Did you want them to fuck you like a whore that evening?” I said, “I’m sorry Sam. That evening I was so horny by watching the movie and you were not there. And I really needed to get fucked and when they came in and started it all I couldn’t or didn’t want them to stop. And yes, I liked it very much. And I’m sorry about that. But, I really love you very much and don’t want to lose you.” I felt his cock throb inside my pussy and I looked intently into his eyes.

He kissed me full on my mouth and when he withdrew he said, “Smita, I always wanted to see you fuck other men in real life. But, I didn’t know how you’d react. That’s why I never brought up that subject. And now that you’ve told me about all this, I want to make my fantasy come true. What do you think, will you do it again in front of me?” I couldn’t believe what was happening. I always thought that I’d lose Sam, if I told him about my experience, and there I was lying beneath my husband with his hard cock throbbing in my pussy and he was asking me to relive the experience for him to watch. I had to admit that the mere mention of those words made me wetter in my pussy and I bucked my ass up to take his cock deeper. He took the hint and started thrusting his cock into my pussy slowly again. He asked me again, “So, will you fuck other men in front of me?” I told him that I love him dearly and don’t want to do anything that would affect our love life. He took my face in his hands and told me that he loved me the same way and by doing it, won’t affect our love life a bit. He said, “After all, what has love to do with all this?” On hearing that I extended my hands grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled them against me. As he drove his cock deeper, I said, “Yes, I’ll do it only if you are there and promise me to fuck me afterwards.” He asked me, “Is that a promise?” I said, “Yes, I’ll do it if you want it. I promise.” Both of us were getting too much hot by all the conversation that was going on. Sam increased his tempo and started fucking me with abandon and though that was his second time that night, I sensed that he was going to come very soon. I started bucking my ass up meeting his every thrust with that of mine allowing his cock to glide against my G-spot. He couldn’t hold on any more and came for the second time in my pussy. Feeling his hot cum in my womb brought me over the edge again and I came like a river and felt like I was in the seventh heaven. When we came back to earth, Sam took out his cock from my pussy, kissed me deeply and said that he loved me and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Next morning both of us avoided the subject that we’d discussed the night before. As we left for work, he kissed me and I could see a wicked smile on his face but couldn’t understand it.

I was too busy at work and forgot the subject as a whole. Soon after lunch hour Sam called me and in a very deep voice said, “I found some clients for you, Whore.” I was stunned to hear that. Talking dirty, while having sex is one thing and talking dirty over phone at work and that too on such a subject was another thing. Sam never did that before and I thought that he was testing me and was just kidding. I asked him what he meant by that and whether he was serious. He said, yes and told me to be at home by 5:45. He’d also go home early. I couldn’t believe what he said and thought that he must be kidding, and assured myself by thinking that he couldn’t have arranged all that in such a small time. But, I decided to play by Sam’s lines and made a note to reach home early.

I couldn’t concentrate on my work, as Sam’s words kept coming back to my mind, “I found some clients for you, Whore.” I looked at the watch every ten minute and waited anxiously to go home and find out what Sam was up to. But, I had to admit to myself that the thought of being fucked by other men in front of my husband was making me quite hot as I felt my panties getting soaked from the wetness from my pussy.

I reached home at 5:40 that evening and found Sam’s car at the apartment parking lot. I went inside our apartment to found that Sam was relaxing on the sofa of our living room and having a beer. He got up, when he saw me, took me in his arms and kissed me. As we broke off from the kiss I gave a questioning look and asked him what was the phone call all about. He in turn took me in his arms and asked me whether I was really ready to fulfill his fantasy. I dropped my eyes and gave him a nod. He then told me about these three men we met at one of Sam’s office parties. I couldn’t remember them though. They were from a different company, with whom he was negotiating for a deal for sometime. He went on saying that he knew from the very moment those guys met me, at that party, they wanted to fuck me. He told me that the guys couldn’t take their eyes off me and that evening and they had complimented about me when they met Sam later. He added that these guys were really driving him nuts as he wanted to close the deal as soon as possible and they were taking their own sweet time.

Se said, “I met them again this morning. And I decided that as I want this contract very badly, I’d offer them some incentive from my end to close the deal. Well Honey, the incentive that I’m going to offer them is YOU. And I told them quite as the same.” Sam told me that at first the guys didn’t believe him, and asked whether I was up to it. He told them that he’d speak to me about it and had asked them to come to our home for dinner at seven. He asked me, “Well Honey, what do you think? Will you do it?” I looked at him and asked, “Do you really want me to do this? Are you sure watching me getting fucked by other men won’t affect our love life?” He said, “Yes I want it and I know you want it as much as I do. And Honey, trust me, I’m going to love you the same as I do now, maybe even more as you’ll be actually doing me a favor, helping me to get the contract.” He waited for my answer. I replied, “Well, if you want this and remember your promise to fuck me afterwards, I’ll do it.” That was all he wanted to hear. He told me to take a shower and to dress for the occasion and gave me a broad smile.

I went into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I needed some time alone. I asked myself whether I was really ready for it. But, I remembered how horny I felt on the other evening when I got gangbanged and when Sam mentioned about his fantasy the night before. I knew I wanted it to happen as much as Sam. I stepped into the shower and let the warm water take away all the strain. As I dried off in front of the bathroom mirror, I tried to decide upon what to wear. At last I decided to wear a red evening dress that Sam had bought me a few weeks back.

As I went into our bedroom and took out the dress and laid it down on the bed, Sam knocked and announced that the guys had already come. I opened the drawer, where I keep my lingerie. I took out a black G-String panty, knowing that I won’t be able to wear any bra with the dress I chose. The dress had only two strings as shoulder straps. That doesn’t offer any option of wearing a bra with the dress, not that I need a bra, having a pair of very firm tits. I wore the panty and slipped the dress on me. The dress was of a silky material and clung to my body like a second skin. I looked myself in the mirror and liked the reflection. As the dress was cut low both in front and back it showed off much of my skin and I can clearly see much of my cleavage at the reflection. This made me think about how my looks were going to affect the guys when they see me. That thought made my nipples get hard and I could clearly make out their forms through the thin material of the dress. I turned around and checked the back of the dress. Sam always told me that I have a ‘Bubble-Butt’ and always gave me compliments about it and how it always gave him hard-ons whenever he looked at it. I looked at my ass and saw the material stick to my firm round ass tightly without showing any panty-line. The dress had a slit along the left side that went up to above my mid-thigh almost to my waist, showing my leg. I knew that the guys would be able to see my bare legs very well. I applied some make-up on my face, which completed my ‘fuck-me’ look. I knew that I’d be carrying a ‘fuck-me’ look, but remembered that Sam meant just that when he told me to ‘dress for the occasion’. When I thought that I’d done enough with my make-up I prepared myself to go outside. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves, opened the door and went into our living room.

The guys were sitting on the sofa chatting with Sam and having beers. As soon as I entered the room all of them had their eyes fixed on me. I felt like I was a snake charmer and as if they were the snakes. I recognized the guys. Sam again introduced us and I remembered their names as Alex, Philip and Andy. Alex was the oldest of them, and I figured that he might be around forty as the other two would be around thirty-seven. They got up and greeted me. As I looked at them, they looked back at me with lustful eyes. Sam announced that dinner was ready and that they were waiting for me. So, we moved into our dining room. I sat next to Alex and Andy while Philip and Sam sat opposite to me. During dinner I felt their lustful eyes travel to my cleavage as we had some small talks. Alex was staring at my almost bare left leg, which was showing as the slit in the dress had left my leg exposed. I gave a quick gaze to Alex’s lap and as expected found a big bulge in his pants. We finished our dinner and Sam asked me to help him clear the dishes and told the others that dessert would be served soon. The guys went back to our living room as Sam and me cleared the dishes.

When we were alone at the kitchen, Sam asked me, “So, are you ready to offer yourself as dessert?” I looked him in the eye and asked back, “Do you really want me to do this?” He took my hand and placed it on his pants and I felt a very hard cock there. I got my answer. Sam was still waiting for my answer. So, I stepped back, spread my legs a bit, allowing the dress to part showing my bare leg. I let my left hand to go inside the dress between my legs. I parted the panty to one side and inserted two fingers into my already very wet pussy. As I took out the fingers from my cunt, I adjusted my panty, and brought the fingers in full view of Sam. He saw my fingers covered in my pussy juices. I then placed the fingers on my lips and licked them clean. Sam had his answer. He told me that he was going back into the living room and told me to join them in ten minutes.

I went back to our bedroom and applied some more lipstick to my already red lips and checked myself in the mirror. I checked out the watch and went back into the living room. I entered the room and sat next to Sam. Sam got up from his seat, pulled me up and made me stand in the middle of the room. He then went behind me held me lightly from behind and then said in a very ceremonious voice, “Well guys, here is your dessert for the evening. I’m offering you my wife for all of you to enjoy.” I was stunned by this development. I never thought that Sam would offer me, his wife, so lewdly to these very horny guys right in our living room. I couldn’t believe that Sam was able to act so lewdly. But another part of me liked the way I was being treated like a real whore and that instantly made my nipples get hard. Alex took charge of the conversation from the other end. He asked Sam, “Well, what do you mean by for us to enjoy? Please elaborate on that.” They were actually negotiating over me like they negotiate any other business. I couldn’t believe my ears. Sam answered them by saying that by ‘enjoyment’ he meant that they could fuck me. Having said that word, I felt myself cross the last border of no return. Sam said that without showing any emotions in his voice but I felt his hard cock press against my ass. I tried to stay still as my inner-self wanted to push my ass back on his cock. While all these conversations were going on, I couldn’t look at the guys and kept my gaze fixed on the floor as I felt myself trembling. I shot a quick look at the guys and found out that all of them had developed big bulges in their pants. I realized that my nipples were fully erect by then and were proudly announcing their state of arousal through the thin material. My panty had become fully soaked with my pussy juices.

With a short pause Alex continued the conversation. He asked Sam what he’d expect in return. Sam told him that as he was giving them a very good incentive, he wanted them to close the deal, which he was trying to get for so long. Alex answered, “Well Sam, you can have that contract but as per today, both of you and your wife would have to play as per our rules, and would have to do anything and everything we ask for. And we will call all the shots. Once agreed you cannot say ‘no’ until we are fully done. Are you two ready for that?” Sam ran his hands over my flat belly and I pushed back on his cock. Sam took it as my consent and said, “Yes, you can fuck her and use her as your whore for tonight.”

With that Alex got up from his seat joined by the other two men and came in front of me. He told Sam to step back and that from now on he and his friends would take the charge. Sam stepped back and went over to the sofa and took a seat, keeping his eyes glued to the action at the middle. As the guys approached me, I felt my knees go jelly and went beet-red in embarrassment. Alex stood directly in front of me and held my chin and moved my face up so that I was facing him, though my gaze was fixed directly onto the floor. I was breathing very fast. He then spoke, “How do you feel to be our whore for the night and that too, when your pimp husband offered your sluttish services to us?” I didn’t know what to say and kept mum as I felt all of them feeling me up all over my body. Philip had moved behind me and started rubbing his hard cock against the crack of my ass. Alex held up my chin and brought his mouth over mine as he started kissing me, forcing his hot tongue inside my mouth. At first I tried to resist his tongue, but as soon as I felt Andy put a hand to my right tit and gently squeeze on the nipple, a moan escaped my lips allowing Alex’s tongue to get inside my mouth as it started wrestling with my own tongue.

I tried to take a grasp of the total situation. There, I was standing in the middle of our living room on the verge of getting fully naked in front of these three very horny guys, while my husband was watching the show. Pictures of my previous gangbang experience came back to me as I started wiggling my ass on Philip’s hard cock. Andy and Alex had each a handful of my tits and they were mauling them, tweaking my nipples, rolling the nipples between their thumb and forefingers, through the thin material of my dress. I felt myself having a mini-orgasm and moaned into Alex’s mouth. That was the first of the many orgasms that I received that night. Alex then broke off the kiss and looked me straight in the eyes and told me that now they are going to make me totally naked and asked me, “How will you like to be fully naked in front of us? Tell us, do you want us to treat you like a whore?” I just looked back at him and licked my lips. He looked at the other guys and told them that it was time that they should make the slut naked. They all laughed at his comment. Very slowly, Philip removed the strings of the dress from my shoulders and pushed the dress down, exposing my bare skin inch by inch. As soon the dress was below my tits exposing two full firm tits for them to see, I felt the hunger in their eyes exaggerate. I expected them to touch my bare tits then, but instead they waited for the dress to be fully removed from my body. Andy pushed the dress even further, until it was below my waistline showing the G-String, which was very evidently showing the wetness through it. Andy didn’t stop a bit and he completely removed the dress as I stepped out of it. They asked me to turn around. I did as I was told as they devoured the voluptuous naked woman standing in front of them in only her black G-String, while her husband looked on.

Alex stepped in front of me and asked me whether I was ready to do anything they say. By that time I had shed my inhibitions and answered him, yes, looking straight into his eyes. He liked my boldness and asked me to remove their clothes, one by one. I reached up for the buttons of his shirt, but he stopped me. He said, “Your husband, first.” Till then I thought that they wanted Sam to be only a viewer. I liked the idea of removing my husband’s clothes in front of these guys. I went up to Sam as he stood up and kissed him on the mouth and removed his shirt and trouser. When he was in his shorts, I looked back at Alex and gave him a questioning look. He told me to completely remove ALL the clothes. I then reached for Sam’s hard cock and gave it a squeeze through his shorts before pulling the shorts off, completely. As Sam stepped out of them, I looked at his hard cock drooling pre-cum. I wanted to taste it, but decided otherwise. Alex told Sam that he couldn’t touch his cock or do anything until told to, and that he should watch the show from his seat for the time being.

I went back to Alex and again he stopped me and told me that he wanted to be the last one. I faced Andy and undid the buttons of his shirt and he helped me take it off. Then I went down on my knees and unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper and let his trouser drop to his ankles. As he stepped out of them I sat there facing him wearing only his shorts. His cock was leaking pre-cum onto the material of his shorts and that was clearly showing. I placed both of my hands to the either side of the waistband of his shorts and in one swift movement pulled them down to his ankles. I looked in awe at another man’s hard cock, while being almost naked myself with my husband watching me act like a whore with his business associates.

I removed both Philip and Alex’s clothes similarly. When all of them were fully naked, I lustfully looked at their cocks and felt happy realizing that their cocks were quite big and imagined myself being fucked by them. Philip told me to go down on my knees and suck their cocks. I did as I was told. I went down on my knees and all three of them moved in closer. All of them were already fully hard by then and I took Alex’s cock in my trembling hand and gently started stroking. A drop of pre-cum escaped from his piss slit and I ran my tongue to taste it. After tasting it and upon liking his musky smell I took the head of his cock in my mouth and started sucking on it. Slowly, I engulfed more of his cock with my mouth. I felt Alex starting to thrust into my mouth, and I reached around to hold on to the two other cocks with both my hands. The scene at the middle must have been too erotic, as Sam had started touching his cock, stroking it lightly. But Andy spotted that and told him to remove his hand from his cock. Sam did as he was told with an agonizing look on his face. The guys took turns feeding me their hard cocks as I devoured the taste of their cocks in my mouth occasionally running my tongue to their balls and lapping them.

After a while they pulled me onto my feet and in one swift move took off my fully drenched panty and threw it towards Sam. It landed on Sam’s lap. Andy sat on his knees and asked me to spread my legs wider. I realized what he was going to do and spread my legs in anticipation. Andy ran his fingers over my bald pussy, then ran his tongue along my pussy slit. As I felt him do so, I bucked my ass forward to feel more of his tongue on my pussy. I heard Sam say, “She loves to get her pussy and asshole licked at the same time.” With a very lewd smile on his face Alex asked Philip to give me what I wanted. I felt Philip go down on his knees behind me. They asked me to put my left foot on the armrest of the sofa allowing them better access to my pussy and ass at the same time. I felt my orgasm build-up as both Andy and Philip went berserk licking and sucking on my pussy and asshole. I started moving my ass to and fro urging them both to eat my pussy and asshole all the more. Alex took my right nipple into his mouth and started sucking on them and at the same time I felt Andy suck my clit into his mouth and flicked his tongue on it with frenzy. I came right then all over Andy’s face. I must have had come for minutes, but when I calmed down Andy stood up, grabbed my hair and kissed me full on the mouth. I tasted my own juices on his mouth.

Alex said, “Ok guys, enough of priming. I need to fuck this whore now. Let’s take her to her bedroom. We are going to fuck this whore in her own bedroom.” He asked Sam to follow them and they literally carried me to our bedroom. Thinking of getting fucked by these guys on our bedroom added thrill to the act. Upon entering the room, Alex told Sam to sit in the chair facing the bed and watch them fuck her slut-wife like a real whore. They laid me down on the bed on my back as all three of them climbed onto the bed with me. Alex moved in between my legs and asked me, “Tell us Whore, do you want us to fuck you like a slut in front of your husband? Tell us what you want.” I was gone past the point of any shyness and answered back, “Yes, I want all three of you to fuck me like a whore in front of my husband. I want all of you to come all over me and in my pussy.”

Without any further ceremony, Alex took his hard cock in his hand and rubbed it on my wet pussy and then placed it in front of my fuck-hole just touching the rim. He turned his head and asked Sam, “Are you ready to watch your wife getting fucked by us? Look how she’s begging to be fucked by us. And don’t forget not to touch your own cock. The show is just beginning.” Sam answered in a very husky voice, “Yes, go ahead. Fuck that whore. She had once enjoyed being gangbanged. Now I want her to become a total whore and get fucked by all of you. Fill her with your cum.”

Upon hearing that Alex didn’t wait for a second. He drove the full length of his cock in one quick thrust as I felt his cock rub against my G-spot. I moaned out loud. Alex held both my legs and brought them up allowing his cock to delve deeper into my pussy. Andy and Philip positioned themselves on both sides of my head and each took one of my hands and placed them on their cocks. I held on to their hard cocks and brought Andy’s cock closer, turned my head and took his cock into my mouth, while stroked Philip’s cock with the other hand. Philip turned his head towards Sam and said, “Do you like how we are fucking your horny wife? Tell her what you see.” I heard Sam’s voice. “Honey, Alex is fucking you so hard. I can see from here how your tight, wet pussy is forming a ‘O’ and taking in his cock. I want all of them to fill your pussy with their cum.”

I took out Andy’s cock from my mouth and looked at Sam. He was sitting there on the chair with his hard cock sticking out. As our eyes met I saw that he had that mesmerized look on his eyes as he watched me getting fucked. Looked back at Alex and he asked me to tell Sam how they are fucking me. I turned my head towards Sam again and told him that I really liked the way Alex is fucking my pussy with his fat cock. I told him that I’d never been stretched like that before.

I continued to suck and stroke Andy’s and Philip’s cock in turn. Alex started to give me those long deep thrusts that are so dear to any woman and alternatively rotated his ass as his cock reached the inner depths of my pussy. He told me that I had the tightest pussy that he had ever fucked. On hearing that he I tightened my grip on his cock with my inner pussy lips. He immediately started shouting, “That’s it slut, hold my cock with your pussy. Oh God! I’m going to come.” On hearing that, I started raising my ass to meet his every thrust. I wanted him to come inside my pussy as much as he wanted to. He asked me, “Where do you want me to come, Whore, on your face or in your pussy?” I told him that I wanted him to come inside my pussy. He started thrusting his cock even harder. He told me that after he comes in my pussy, he’d make Sam lick his cum from my pussy. I looked into his eyes and hearing those words and visualizing my husband licking another man’s cum from my freshly fucked pussy made me had a multiple orgasm and I lost count of how many I had. As soon as my orgasmic bliss subsided, I felt Alex tense and drove in his cock deep inside my pussy one last time and held it still there and started spurting his hot sticky cum in my pussy. He shouted, “I’m coming. Take it whore, take all my cum.” I increased my grip on his cock as I tried to drain out his cock of every drop of cum. Feeling him deposit his cum inside me made me orgasm one more time.

After Alex had finished coming, he took out his semi erect cock from my pussy and sat back and looked at Sam. Sam had heard Alex when he told me what he wanted Sam to do. He told Sam that if he wanted that contract he’d have to do whatever they wanted. He told him to get his ass up on the bed and lick his cum from his own wife’s pussy. And not only that, whenever any one of them would come on me Sam had to lick their cum from me. The mere thought of the act was making me want Sam to do it. Alex turned to me and told me to ask Sam to do it. I looked at my husband and saw how hot he’d become. His cock was throbbing from watching all the action. I said, “You horny bastard! Look what you’ve done to me. You’ve turned your own wife into a whore. Now that Alex had fucked me like a slut, come here and lick all his cum from my pussy.” I also repeated what Alex said and told him that he’d have to do the same whenever any one of them comes.

I didn’t know whether on hearing I talking dirty like that or he really wanted to do it. He got up from where he was sitting and walked to the bed. His cock was sticking out like a pole before him. He climbed onto the bed as I spread my legs wide for him. Sam knelt between my legs and brought his face close to my pussy. He waited there for a few seconds looking at the pussy that he’d licked and had fucked so many times. But then, it was different. It was the same pussy of his wife, but it was just been fucked by another man and he could clearly see the trails of white cum leaking from my freshly fucked gaping pussy. At first he ran his tongue along the slit. I could make out that he must had tasted the cum. He waited again before driving his tongue deep inside my pussy devouring the taste of another man’s sperm from his wife’s pussy. I used my inner pussy muscles to squeeze out more cum onto his tongue and he went on licking it up. When he had finished, he sat up and licked his lips and I could clearly see that some white cum on his lips. Just by watching another man’s cum on my husbands lips gave me another orgasm.

Andy told Sam to move back and took his position between my legs. He didn’t waste anytime as he drove his hard cock inside my pussy. His cock was not as fat as Alex’s but was longer and his cock touched the inner depths of my pussy where it had never been touched before. I laid there stoking Philip’s cock and was urging Andy to fuck me harder and faster with my filthy words. I told him that I would ask Sam to eat his cum too, from my pussy. But, Andy had other plans. He took out his cock from my pussy and flipped me over on my stomach like a rag doll. He told Sam that now he was going to fuck his wife in the asshole. I had been fucked in the ass before, but getting fucked that night was certainly different. A wicked thought crossed my mind. I thought that if I could make Andy come in my ass then I would be able to cajole Sam to lick his cum from my asshole too, now that he had already done that from my pussy, I hoped Sam would do that too. But, before Andy could insert his cock in my ass, Philip asked Andy that he wanted to give me a double fuck. The mere mention of ‘double-fuck’ brought back memories of my first gangbang. Without waiting for my consent, Philip laid down on the bed on his back. I was instructed to climb on top of Philip and ease down on his hard cock. I straddled Philip, placing my legs on both sides of his waist and sat down. Philip’s cock was sticking upwards, I took it in my hand and guided it at the entrance of my fuck hole. I took the entire length of his shaft in one quick downward motion. I slowly started fucking him like a pro as I felt Andy move in behind me. He held on to my shoulder and told me to be still. He then asked Philip to take out his cock from my pussy and he inserted his two fingers in my gushing hole and took out some mixed juice to lubricate my asshole and his cock. Philip again placed his cock at my entrance and gave an upward thrust burying himself deep in my pussy. I lay down on Philip’s chest giving more room to Andy to put his cock in my ass. Slowly, but surely he started pushing his cock into my asshole. After a few strokes he had his cock buried in my ass as I felt his balls slap on my ass and I felt full of cocks. It was a wonderful feeling to have two hard cocks buried deep inside me, one in my pussy and another in my ass, separated by only the thin membrane separating my pussy and ass. They picked up a rhythm between themselves as they went on filling my both holes. I looked at Sam. He was still not allowed to touch his cock and pre-cum was oozing out from his cock forming a trail of it between the head of his cock and his thighs. I asked him whether he liked what he saw. He told me that I was proving myself like a real whore. I started using both my ass and pussy muscles to squeeze both the guys’ cocks. Andy was already grunting and I knew that he’d come very soon and I increased my grip on their cocks. Andy held on to my ass and gave three super hard thrusts and came in my ass. Feeling him come inside my ass made me come again. I really didn’t know how many more times I would come that night before they’d call it a night. As soon as Andy withdrew his cock from my ass, Alex told Sam that he should know what they wanted him to do then. This time without any hesitation or my urging Sam move in behind me between Philip’s legs and looked at his wife’s asshole waiting for him to lick up the cum that had just been deposited there by another man. Philip was still fucking me from beneath. Sam looked closely at Philips cock fucking his wife’s well used pussy and started lapping Andy’s cum from my asshole. I was riding onto Philips cock like a bronco and that was making hard for Sam to concentrate on my asshole and accidentally he licked Philip’s cock and his balls. Philip felt that too and shouted, “Look Bitch! Your husband is licking my cock and balls, while I’m fucking you.” I came again. Philip took out his cock from my pussy made me sit in front of him on my knees on the bed as he stood over me he told me to open my mouth and soon he shot his cum all over my face, mouth and lips. I devoured the taste of his cum. As I brought my fingers to my face to wipe out the cum, Alex stopped me and told me to lie down on my back on the bed. He had already got another hard-on and was stroking it.

He then told Sam that he could now fuck me in front of them. A certain sigh of relief showed on Sam’s face and without wasting any more time he climbed between my legs and drove his hard cock deep inside my pussy. He suddenly realized that my face was still covered with Philip’s cum and he could smell the strong musky smell as his face was only a few millimeters above my face. I knew that he would not last very long. I said, “Come on Honey! Lick Philips cum from my face, taste it as you fuck your well used wife.” He looked into my eyes and started lapping up the cum from my face and lips. Alex had moved in very close to my head and was stoking his cock very fast. Sam looked at his cock and immediately Alex started to come and sprayed all his cum all over my face. I tried to catch as much of his cum in my mouth, but still my full face was covered with it. Sam didn’t wait this time as he lapped up the cum with hunger and brought his cum-dripping tongue into my open mouth. I lapped up the cum from his tongue. I always liked the taste of hot cum in my mouth, but tasting another man’s cum from my own husband’s tongue was literally too much for me. I sucked on his cum covered lips and tongue like berserk. That was all he could stand and started to come deep inside my pussy. I extended my hands to grip his tight ass and pulled them against me hard and came for the final time that night. We were both panting for a long time and when we calmed down, they guys had already dressed. Alex told Sam that he certainly deserve the contract and would finalize all the final details of the deal in their next meeting. They left us there on our bedroom drenched in cum and sweat.

After they left I told Sam that I loved him and he said that he loved me too and that everything would be just fine. He asked me whether I liked it. I told him that I really liked it very much and told him that I had enjoyed this gangbang better than the previous one. I thought that it was because he was present there and he participated. We didn’t even bothered to take shower and went to sleep in each other’s arms.

 

s. When we had free time my brother and I would play in the nearby forest.

I remember asking my father one night why I had the crescent marking on my right hand. He said it was part of our family’s tradition. All the men born in his line had a sun- a symbol of our family. He told me the story of my ancestors. They were as different as day and night. Their families were at war with each other. They fell in love and married ending the feud. So, it had become tradition to mark the men with suns and women with moons to symbolize that night and day can come together. He said that’s why sunrise and sunset were so beautiful. Because night and day are opposites but compliment each other perfectly. He was much better at telling the story but to this day I stop at sunset and think of my father.

The day my life changed started out like any other. I tended to my chores with Jason, my brother and afterward we went scavenging in the woods for berries. We were laughing and playing when we heard the screams coming from the village. It had always been a small, peaceful village and the only time you could hear sounds from our valley was when there was a celebration. We ran back to see our village in shambles. People were running around like crazy. The houses were on fire and Dad’s horses were trying to break through the fences to get away from the flames of our house. Jason grabbed my arm and told me to stay with him as he crouched behind some bushes. We hid there for a while and then I saw Ella. She was bundled up in the middle of the road. Maria, her mother, lay dead in front of her. With all the commotion coming from the village I could still hear Ella crying. The blankets she was wrapped in wiggling as her young body fought to wake her dead mother.

I couldn’t sit by any longer. I was only eight years old but I knew that no one was going to save that poor little girl and the invading soldiers had already come dangerously close to trampling her several times. I whispered to Jason that I’d be right back and ran down the hill into the village. I hid between a burning house and some bags of grain as I tried to find a time to dart between soldiers and villagers and pick up the crying child. I turned to run back to my hiding place and there stood the largest man I had ever seen in my life. He grabbed me as I held Ella protectively and dragged us to the goat’s pen where they were gathering the villagers. Once they had searched the rest of the village for valuables they began to divide us. Young men, old men, young women, and old women. I looked everywhere for my mother but couldn’t find her. They took the old men and women and locked them in the flaming town meeting house and made the rest of us listen as the screams grew in a frantic cry and then died out as our loved ones died.

Next the soldiers took the young men and tied them together and marched them out of town. With everyone gone but the young women the soldiers turned on us with grins. They took the thin ones with large breasts first. Pulling them aside and ripping off their clothes. The leaders of the group walked up and down the line choosing the ones they preferred. They bent them over and began forcing themselves inside the women. I’ll never forget the screams and looks on their faces as they were raped. I was young at the time and didn’t completely understand what was going on. But I knew that they were doing terrible things to my friends and neighbors.

Out of all the women abused that day I remember Tanna the most. She had always been the prettiest girl in the village. One soldier made her suck on his member. At first she refused but he slapped her and she opened her mouth for him. At the time I didn’t understand why a man would want to put himself in a woman’s mouth. I’ll never forget the evil grin that crossed his face as she took him in her mouth. Or the moans that escaped his lips…they were the most awful sound I ever heard.

Tanna was crying by the time he removed himself from her and her tears were streaking down her soot and dirt smudged face and breasts as he stepped behind her. She turned and grabbed at him begging him not to do what he had planned next but he hit her again and as she fell he grabbed her hips and turned her so she was on all fours in front of him. With one thrust he pushed himself inside her and she screamed in pain, clawing at the ground to get away from him. He grunted and groaned as he pulled against her burying himself in her. After a few minutes he threw his head back and gave a few hard thrusts before he removed himself and called another soldier over. The next soldier placed himself behind her and used her in the same way. This went on with each soldier signaling to another when he finished. At one point Tanna passed out but the men kept using her. Then she was revived with a bucket of water and the first man took another turn with her.

I stared around me as most of the women in the village were used in this way. Some taking two men into themselves at a time. Alane, a nice girl who had always been shunned by the village was the only one not crying. I remembered my mother saying she was unpure. I wondered if that had something to do with it. I watched as she smiled as the men took her. She bucked and undulated against them. Smiling as their fluid filled and covered her. I couldn’t understand why she was so happy. The men were lining up to use her. She would place one in her mouth and the man would moan as he grabbed her head and forced himself deep in her mouth. She would greedily grab his rear in an effort to force him deeper. At one point I was shocked to see that she was on top of one man while another was behind her and another had himself in her mouth. She was holding the penises of two other men in her hands pulling on them while she moaned.

This went on for what seemed like hours. I would occasionally look into the forest for Jason but I couldn’t see him. I hoped with all my heart that he had escaped. I also looked for my mother who was nowhere to be found.

When the soldiers were finished they rested and drank and ate. Once they had their strength back they tied us up and made us follow them while they rode on horseback. As we marched out of the village I saw my mother’s body laying in front of our burning house. My poor mother!

Sometimes they would stop at a river and let us drink. Other times they would give us each a small piece of bread. Other resting spots were just an opportunity for the men to use the women again. This went on for days. Finally we crossed the border into Lalicland. I knew where we were because my father had taken me there once.

After another day’s walk we got to a busy city. We were made to bathe in the river and were not allowed to dress as we were walked back into the center of town. There were the Laliclanders crowded around a small stage. We were marched up one by one as people bid on us. My mind shut down as I realized what was to become of us. We were being sold as slaves. I thought back to my happy life in my small village. I wondered why I hadn’t just stayed with my brother up in the hills under the cover of the forest.

Just then Ella grabbed my leg, bringing me back to the present. I looked down at those blue eyes and I realized that I had made the only choice I could. Ella and I were placed on the stage together. We were sold to a handsome man. He was rough and mean looking but I imagined to myself that perhaps he could be kind if we were good slaves.

We were dragged off the stage and I watched as the man exchanged money for us. It looked like a lot but I was unfamiliar with Lalicland currency. He grabbed us by the ropes around our wrists and dragged us out of the square. Ella looked up at me with her beautiful eyes and asked, "Mama, where are we going now?"

I was too young to know how to explain this to a child barely younger than myself so I told her we were going to our new home. I was too startled to correct her calling me "mama". And when it finally sunk in I figured she had been through so much I didn’t want to confuse her any further. We followed the man who purchased us to a cart. He allowed us to ride on the back and I began to think that maybe he would be a kind owner.

nder to yourself and then grinning to yourself you write, “pleasure” on the form.

The customs queue moves slowly like all such official inspections until you are in front of the desk and the routine questions come one after another, but you can tell from the expression of the security officer something isn’t quite right. Sure enough he calls someone of the phone and you and your bags are separated from the line and escorted to a plain looking conference room where you are instructed to sit. Taking a chair you wonder what is going to happen, but the officers are quiet, yet you sense in spite of the lack of words that you are clearly being detained. After an endless wait of about ten minutes a tall, blond woman comes in and judging from the reaction of the other officers, is it clear she is very senior in rank to the other police officers. She sits opposite of you, looks in a file and after a few moments, looks up and you and begins.

“Your name shows up as a match on our watch lists. Have you ever been associated with any known criminal or terrorist groups or perhaps a charity working primarily in Islamic counties? Or have you traveled to any middle-eastern nation in the last ten years?”

“No, to both questions. This is my first trip to the United States and I have never traveled outside of Europe.”

"Well I don’t know why you are showing up. It may be as simple as a clerical error, but the only quick resolution is to finger print you and then for a hour or two you will have to be detained. You will be released just as soon as your identity is confirmed. Chuck,” she said to one of the male officers. “Please fingerprint her and take her to restraint three. Call me when you arrive and I’ll come right down.”

20 minutes later you are standing outside a room with a small sign reading Restraint III. The female officer who interviewed you arrived and escorts you by yourself into the room. You look around at the 10 by 10 foot room with a couple of plain chairs on either side of a low table sort of like a coffee table and a non-enclosed metal sink and toilet. There are bars covering the single window and one long bar across the ceiling with two heavily padded wrist restraints. Before you can begin to worry more about you surroundings the woman begins to speak.

“This will be your home until your prints come back. I need you to strip off everything for your initial search."

“Everything?”

“Yes, completely nude sweety. It wouldn’t do at all for you to have something on you that you shouldn’t, so I will haven to look you over and check your clothes before you can redress.” She smiled reassuringly.

You look about the room. No place of privacy. Nothing else to do but take it all off so you turn away from her and remove your blouse and pants. Sitting down you take off you shoes and socks, the titled floor seeming unnaturally cold to your bare feet the chill seeming to run through your whole body your nipples hardening instantly. You reach back and unhook the bra allowing your full breasts to fall free and they stand proudly outward proclaiming your sex. Eager to get it over with you ditch your panties and the woman motions you over under the bar.

“Just raise your arms so they can be restrained while I search you.”

“Do I have to be tied up?”

“Yes. It is policy to never be alone searching someone unless they are restrained or double guarded. It protects us both. If you don’t want to be restrained I can call in two other officers to witness, but I am the only woman on right now and it would be two male officers watch as I do a full body search including your body cavities.

You raise you arms and allow her to firmly attach them to the cuffs, your arms now above your head as if you are a robbery victim being held up. She steps close to your face and her hands run up the back of you neck gently, even sensually running through your hair, massaging your scalp exploring every inch they pass over missing nothing and yet waves of sheer sensual pleasure run unexpectedly through you. Finishing your hairline she explore your ears, her fingers as soft as a tongue as you struggle to avoid the sighs of pleasure that threaten to escape your lips. Like an eager tongue the fingers find entrance to your mouth where you eagerly suck them as she finger fucks your mouth in an erotic imitation of a blowjob. Then she checks the rest of your face and neck with her wet fingers, before sliding lower over your shoulders and running the length of your up stretched arms, before probing gently past you under arms and immediately down over your heaving breasts, the pink nipples straining by this point for attention.

She instinctively knows what a woman’s breasts most need and she cups you breasts, her finger and hands bringing you more pleasure than any man has ever given you causing a flood of wetness between your legs. She is rougher than any man has ever been without causing you your any real pain as she pinches and pulls your sweet little tips twisting and tugs as you writhe helplessly with real passion fired by her insistent lust for you. Her hands check your belly and then she moves behind you examining your back and buttocks, before moving down your legs. Reaching the heal she moves to the front and lifts each foot teasing it with your tongue and sucking the toes before her hands move back up your legs toward the seething volcano your pussy has become. “Spread your legs!” She commands and you willing separate them as far as possible while standing and you feel her fingers spreading your inner labia open as she examines you with an almost clinical detachment and then four fingers ram inside of you like a huge cock fucking and probing amid the huge amount of aroused wetness you have produced. You scream, but the hand doesn’t stop. It feels as if her whole arm is inside if you as it fucks you mercilessly, in and out, probing your G-spot as even more wetness drips from you, your body responding like a champion to this violation and taking pleasure from it, while your mind confused and unsure struggles to catch up.

She takes you to the edge of climax over and over but never quite lets you cum. Then the fingers withdraw and covered in your own juices they begin probing your anal opening thankfully only two enter you and once more you are fucked close to climax but not allowed to find release. Your body has built the most massive supply of pent up sexual tension awaiting release you have ever experienced and you moan is disappointment when her fingers exit your pussy. She stand in front of you looking over you naked and suffering body, now covered is sweat, your breath coming in ragged gulps and smelling of your extreme sexual arousal. She kisses you open-mouthed and full of passion, her lips crushing yours as her tongue penetrates your mouth and then her lips slide down to you nipples where you whimper and pant as she extracts ever more pleasure working them for 15 minutes sucking and licking as you aroused body begins pouring so much liquid arousal out of your sex that is now dripping down your legs and off your labia to the floor. The need for release is desperate and it seems forever before she at last moves to your aching womanhood. Once more she pulls you labia open exposing your dripping opening and the super excited and erect pink bud of pleasure. She just looks at you more minutes and just when you don’t think you can stand it any longer, her tongue flicks just once over the tip of your organ and you explode into the more powerful orgasm of you life aware of nothing other than the waves of pleasure and your moans.

Opening you eyes, you are aware of how wet you are between your legs, but everything else seems wrong. The room, the woman, the reality of where you have been, have all vanished and you are still cuddled under your jacket on the plane. It has all been a dream. Well almost all, you are so wet that your pants have soaked through to the seat leaving a small damp spot. You grab you carry on bag to get out some new clothes and head to the lavatory to change the wet and clinging pants, thankful you packed another outfit in your carry on luggage. Once inside you sit down your fingers quickly bringing relief to your swollen clitoris. Just as you finish changing and exit the lavatory the lights come on and the pilot announces you are approaching New York. Stowing the carry on once more you take one of the unoccupied seats letting your jacket cover the seat with the wet spot of female arousal.

It has all been a fantasy borne of transatlantic sexual expectations. So maybe you won’t be taken by a female police officer. You will certainly be sexually taken, and you smile at the thought because Thomas will be waiting for you and you are already wet, willing, indeed you are eager for him.

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ided to wear something sexy to school.

It was 7:00, soon time to leave the house. She walked in the towel and critically overlooked her cupboard. She decided to wear sports pants, which were very nice, since they were very tight around her ass and kept falling down, showing off her poweful asscrack. Luckily, in school she had no uniform, and even though there were some school rules about clothing, and however crazy the teacher went about 6 grade girls dressing like sluts on Tverskaya, girls are always same.

Anna wore a hot tank top, which barely shower her belly, but offered a nice sight for her big bad breasts. As the usual routine, she sat on the bus and fell asleep listening to her ipod. In school she went to her normal classes - she was in grade 9, freshman.

First class went as usual, but she kept feeling the eyes of boys behind her drilling into her asscrack, which was showing some good 5 centimeters of its might. Horniness filled her, as she kept rotating bending over and getting up to sharpen pencils, get paper or just stretch. But it was boring, they guys did nothing and got nothing but boners.

Next class, chemistry was quite similar. This time behind her were Andy and John. They were quite different - Andy was a shy white kid and John was big black motherfucker. She pretended to ignore them, while accurately listened to her whispers, amused by Andy's discussion of her breasts and John's accurate descriptions of how he would rip her asshole and rape the shit out of it. Anna felt wet and proud. She was dressed up and she felt that she needs a reward.

She was about to turn around and start flirting with them, but then decided against it. If they wanted something, they should work to achieve it So she walked out to lunch with those thoughts. Bad thoughts.

She decided to take a hook to the bathroom so Anna went by the art room. Suddenly, somone pulled her in by the hand and closed her mouth with a hand. Before she could realize what was happening her pants were pulled off and her tank top was basically ripped off. Before her stood Andy and John both naked.

"What the fuck is going..." - Anna started but John ripped her underpants and bra off. Until the end of the incest, she could say a word. John placed his swollen dick, aimed it for her pussy and rammed it into her vagina like a knight breaking in into a medieval castle. Andy set her front up on the table, and before Anna could scream, a wet white dick was in her mouth, uncontrolably begging for attention.

John grabbed her by the hips and kept pounding onto her poor pussy like there in no tomorrow. Andy was shyly but firmly shoving his dick in her mouth, twisting and pinching her tits. After a few minutes of struggle, Anna decided that it would be just easier to participate in the fun willingly, so she started sucking Andy off and tried not to scream with the pain in her pussy.

Things got more intense when Alex came in. He was a fat kid. FAT. like a whale. And he wanked off to Anna's myspace pictures EVERYDAY. so basically he jumped on top of her (the art table barely survived), twisted himself and john and started intesely fucking her anus home.

Anna was just moaning, but now with the double penetration for her virgin genitals, she could hold the scream. She screamed and sucked, she couldn't breathe, she was dying with pain everyhwere, pain and sensation. The guys comed and switch at the circle.

Now Alex was at the mouth, Andy was beating her pussy, and John put his big black dick into her asshole and tortured it like a nasty man. Boys kept switching in circles as time passed and tehy came, Anna couldn't scream or move anymore, she came in and out of consiousness, so the person at her mouth would jsut mastrubate himself and come on her stomach, and just play with her body.

After about 4 hours of intense rape (school was already over and they missed 2 classes), the boys left, leaving Anna on the table, naked, having been comed 7 times in her pussy, 5 in her anus, 3 in her mouth and 8 all over her. She was sleeping.

nbsp; However, being the person that I am, I will give you a choice.  Comply with my next request, and receive something to eat sooner, or don’t and wait until it’s been 24 hours.  The choice is yours.”  Rochelle thought about this for a moment and spoke out saying, “Ok, I will obey you.  I am so hungry.”  I replied, “Ok, your instructions will come shortly.”

 

On a tray, I placed a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold, and a note telling her to put the cuffs on and connect them to the pair hanging from the ceiling after blindfolding herself.  After I pushed the tray through, I walked to the room and watched as my toy followed my instructions.  With that, I activated a winch, slowly raising her until she was on her tiptoes.  When I walked in to the room, there was a beautiful sight that I was left in awe of.  The object of my desire was standing there in front of me, and she had no idea who it was that was doing this to her.  I got close to her and blew on her nipples.  Rochelle started to cry, begging me to let her go.  I just shushed her and rubbed her back.  I had brought in some canned whipped cream and a riding crop as well as other toys in a bag with me. 

 

I set down the cream and walked behind her, dragging the small piece of plastic along her body.  Rochelle began to cry, “Why are you doing this?  Please don’t hurt me?  I won’t tell anyone if you let me go.”  Tired of hearing her beg, I brought back the crop and struck her on her left tit.  She let out a scream, and begged for me to stop.  I hit her again, this time on her right tit.  I hit her square on her erect nipple (I kept the room very cool).  Rochelle kept screaming, and I have to admit, I began to get a little hard.  Being in control was hot and I loved it.  I stopped for a second, letting her think that I was done, and then brought it down, on her ass.  I continued to punish her small ass until it started to bleed slightly.  As she hung there, sobbing quietly, I put down the crop and pulled out some rope from my bag, securing her with some rings, spread eagle to the floor.

 

I took a step back to admire my work, and then went in to tease her a little.  I dropped to my knees, right in front of her tight pussy, and blew some air on it.  She whimpered a little and said, “Please don’t do this.”  She could ask all that she wanted, but soon enough, she would be mine.  I picked up the can, stood up, and put the nozzle to her lips.  I sprayed some whipped cream on her lips.  At first she didn’t know what it was, but she licked her lips and took some in.  After, I started to spray it on her nipples, her stomach (around her belly button), and all over her pussy.  As I applied the cream to her body, she started to fidget, as if she were nervous about what was to come.  Starting at the top, I slowly and deliberately licked the sweet cream off of her body.  By the time that I reached her second nipple, her body began to betray her, and she started to secrete juices from her cunt. 

 

She was leaking so badly, the cream began to slide down her thighs.  So I picked up the pace, I really wanted to have a taste of her sweet pussy anyways.  As I approached her most sacred of areas, she began thrusting her hips forward as if to seek out my mouth.  At first, I teased her by licking around her thighs.  I would get close to her lips, but not quite touch them.  Finally, after what seemed like hours (especially to me), I took two fingers and spread her labia apart.  Rochelle groaned a little, her body betraying her will to keep from losing control.  As I licked her, her clit began to grow slightly, seeking further stimulation from my tongue.  I flicked it once, and she shuttered slightly.  After a few seconds, I flicked it again.  I repeated this process about 5 times, teasing her.  Then I increased my attack on her button, taking it in my mouth, sucking it, giving it the attention that it desired.  Breathing heavily, Rochelle begged me, “Please stop.  I can’t take it.  I’m…I’m…I’m gonna….” With that, Rochelle let out a long moan that originated from deep within her throat.  I primal noise that showed that she lost all control of her body.  As her juices flowed from her now swollen pussy, I let it all accumulate in my mouth.

 

With juices in my mouth, I stood up and gave her a deep kiss, forcing her to taste the juices in my mouth.  Then, without warning, as we were locked in our kiss, I took off her blindfold.  When she saw who it was that was forcing her to feel what she was feeling, her jaw dropped.  There was a look of confusion mixed with bewilderment that is hard to describe.  Once again I went for a kiss.  At first she tried to keep from my lips, but I began rubbing her sensitive pussy and her will melted.  She kissed back and showed no signs of resistance to my manipulations.  Once I was done kissing her, I left the room, grabbed a tray of food (a full breakfast) and the keys to the handcuffs.  I returned, left the food on the floor.  I then left the room, closed the door and locked up again.  When I went to the office, I lowered Rochelle and she collapsed to the floor, sobbing slightly to herself.  After about 10 minutes, she came to.  She found the key, freed herself from both the cuffs and the leg restraints, and looked at the food.  She just had a vacant stare as she tried to assimilate all the information that was thrown at her in such a short amount of time.  After about 15 minutes, she began to eat.  Once she was done, she went to the bed and cried herself to sleep.

 

Chapter 4

 

Rochelle had been sleeping for about 4 hours when I walked into her room, carrying a bag.  She must have been exhausted, as she didn’t even stir when I closed the door.  Once inside, I locked the door to prevent any escape that may be attempted.  Before she had a chance to wake up and react, I grabbed her by her waste, flipped her over and sat on her back.  I handcuffed her hands behind her back.  She was struggling to free herself, but she was no match for my size and strength.  All during her struggle, she screamed, “Get off me you bastard!  How can you do this to me?  Don’t you care about me?”  Obviously I didn’t make much head way with breaking her will.  After a while though, she had resigned herself to the current situation and just lay there.

 

Once I was sure that she would remain calm, I got off her, took a blindfold and a piece of duct tape from my bag.  I put the blindfold on and put a small amount of duct tape over it to ensure that it wouldn’t slip.  After I finished, she said, “Why the blindfold you fucker?  I already know who you are!”  My goal in doing this, unbeknown to her, was to keep her oblivious as to my surprise.  To think that I was going to get to enjoy myself with someone with such a great body and tight pussy, I almost blew my load right then and there.  Once I came to, I calmed myself, thinking “All in due time.”  I pulled out the special panties that I had purchased from the store a few days prior.  They are a special kind that cover the pussy, but leave the asshole exposed.  On top of that, they had a remote control that caused them to vibrate over her clit.  When I tried to put them on, Rochelle kicked my hard in the chest.  In a split second, I reached out and backhanded her across the face, ending the struggle.  I put on the panties and I pulled out another pair of handcuffs.  I turned her body so her ass was sticking out from the side of the bed and locked her to the other side of the bed frame with the handcuffs.  I left the room, but not before activating her panties and putting them on low.  I came back with some lube and the three butt plugs I had purchased.  After inserting it into her virgin ass, I left the room for about 15 minutes.  I repeated this process until she had the large, 1.5-inch ass plug in her.  Every time I placed one in, she would cry out in pain.  If only she knew what was in store for her next.

 

I left the final plug in her for about an hour, wanting her to be stretched out for what was to come.  When I came back in, I couldn’t believe my eyes.  She was laying face down, wiggling that little ass, with cum just dripping down her legs.  I guess the mixture of the pleasure from the panties and the pain from the plug was just too much for her small body to take and she came. 

 

Leaning over her, I asked Rochelle, “Do you want me to fuck you in the ass?  Now remember, either way you are getting ass-fucked.  Its all your choice.”  Rochelle replied, “Fuck me?  FUCK YOU!  Why would I want you anywhere near me?”  I answered, “Is that your final answer?  Remember, you need to choose wisely.  Everything you do here and now will affect you for the coming days.  Either way you will experience pleasure beyond what you had last night.”  Rochelle then said, “Screw you asshole.”  I replied, “Very well, you have made your choice.”  I then left the room.

 

I had a surprise for Rochelle.  She had always talked with her girlfriends about what it would be like to do certain forbidden acts.  Threesomes, orgies, bondage, anal, you name it.  I knew that she had never experienced anything of that nature before because of her willingness to save herself.  Well, I was going to help her in her experiences.  Often times, I would notice her looking at Buck, my 5-year-old mastiff.  She would see his 10” cock come out of its sheath, get a wide-eyed look and then turn her head away to feign disgust.  Some times, I would catch her rubbing his belly and “accidentally” rub his cock.  Well today she would get a first hand experience in getting fucked “doggy style.”

 

I guess Rochelle didn’t hear me come in because she was shocked when I pulled out the plug and shoved the tube of lube up her ass.  She squirmed around, trying to get it out of her, but she wasn’t in any position to do anything.  After emptying about a third of its contents into her, I pulled out the tube and slapped her on the ass hard enough to leave a nice handprint on her tight rear.  I left the room and soon came back with Buck on a leash.

 

Buck immediately looked up, smelling her pussy in the air.  I unattached his leash and he went right for her.  After sniffing her crotch, Buck gave her a nice long like from the top of her pussy, to the end of her ass crack.  Ro immediately froze in place.  Once it had dawned on her that it wasn’t a human tongue, she tried to get away from his licking.  She kept repeating, “Oh god no, please go away.  SHOO!  Go away!”  Ignoring her protests, Buck kept licking.  Despite her underwear being on, the pressure of his tongue was so great that she has 3 more orgasms.  After a while, Buck got bored of the licking and backed up some.  Rochelle sighed a sigh of relief, thinking he was leaving her alone.  Those thoughts were short lived.  Buck jumped up and mounted her body.  Rochelle was dwarfed by his size.  He was nearly 125 lbs heavier than her and when he landed on her, the wind was immediately knocked out of her.  While trying to catch her breath, Buck began to hump at her.  If she weren’t wearing her panties, he would have surely torn into her virgin cunt and ripped her open.  Rochelle was began to cry, she couldn’t move away from her attacker and she realized that she was about to be raped by a huge animal. 

 

Buck kept on humping, nearly hitting his mark on a number of occasions but never quite making it.  Each time he nearly got his cock in her ass, she would gasp and freeze.  Seeing that he needed some help, I reached down and guided Buck’s cock to her ass.  In one lunge, he buried about half of his 10” in her ass.  Rochelle screamed a blood-curdling scream and then fell silent.  Now, not only does Buck have 10” of pussy pounding power, he is also very thick.  In fact, he was so thick, that in pushing into her now no longer virgin ass, she tore very slightly, and began to bleed.  The pain must have been excruciating, because she passed out.  I went and grabbed some smelling salts and put it under her nose.  When she woke up, she started crying out in pain, begging me to stop this.  It was tearing me up inside to see her like this, but I was also very aroused.  Soon, I swallowed back my pain and activated her panties, cranking it up to high.

 

After about a minute, her screams of pain turned to moans of ecstasy.  Soon, she was starting to buck back, trying to get more of him in.  I whispered into her ear, “Does it feel good?”  All she could manage was a slight uh-huh.  Next I asked her, “Do you see what pleasures I can bring to your world?”  In the middle of her reply, she stopped and screamed.  I looked back and Buck had buried himself to the hilt and more blood trickled out of her ass.  In spite of all this, the juices from her pussy were really starting to flow and she arched her back (as well as any person with a 225 lb dog can).  As she came, she let out a long, drawn-out groan.  She came 4 more times before Buck had began to cum.  I got close and asked her, “Do you want his cum inside or out?”  Rochelle yelled, “Please not inside, please not inside.”  “Well,” I replied, “Its not entirely up to me is it?”

 

As soon as I finished my remark, she dropped to the mattress, passed out.  As I went for the smelling salts, I heard her scream again.  When I looked back, I couldn’t believe my eyes.  Somehow, Buck had gotten his baseball size knot into her ass.  Soon she was crying out, “Its so hot!  Not inside me!  Please take it out!”  Buck continued to pump into her, over and over again.  I knew it had been a while since Buck got his rocks off, but when I saw her stomach begin to expand, I was in awe. 

 

When he finally finished, he tried to pull away, but he was still stuck.  Buck continued to pull away.  If it weren’t for her being connected to the bed, he probably would have walked around with his little bitch attached to his dick.  Eventually, his knot subsided and he slipped out of her with an audible pop.  My boy stretched her small ass so wide that it wouldn’t go back to shape for a good 20 minutes.  During that time, cum was just oozing out of her ass.  She was breathing heavily so I went to check her out.  She was still awake, the bleeding had stopped, and she was staring vacantly into space.  I leaned down and asked her, “How did it feel?”  She stayed quiet, not responding to my question.  I then said, as I brushed the sweat off of her forehead, “I understand.  We’re done for now.  You can rest now.  Do you want the panties on or off?”  Turning her head to me, she smiled meekly and said “On.”  I patted her head saying, “Good girl.”  I took off her blindfold, and tossed the key on the bed.  I left her there for a few hours to rest up.  Soon, I would continue her training.