My cock throbbing, the tight shorts pulling tight out lining her sweet pussy. I started to understand what Bear had been beating into my head. Referring to her as a one dick pussy, nearly a virgin. Loving to tease and show but remaining untouchable. Myself along with Bear, have plans to seriously change her attitude. Finally she started pushing the stroller in our direction, I scanned the park again, signaled Bear that all looked good. This being my first time to take a women I was strictly following instructions and trying to learn. Bear as I call him is my mentor if there can be such a thing. In his early forties, he has taken several women, I’m not sure of the exact number. But I’m sure he knows, as he’s said, it’s a bad habit to keep count. The Park being small around seven acres I guess, with a paved lane circling the outer boundaries. To the south is the main road, north and west bordered by a small creek, thick woods and under brush bordering the east side. The east side had a low place between two hills, unseen from the rest of the park.

This is the spot we had picked to take her. In my hiding place on one side of the lane, Bear in his on the opposite side. Slowly pushing the stroller, both of them enjoying the scenery and fresh air. Robbie and her baby making their way down the hill, finding it hard to maneuver the stroller with the loose pebbles and other debris covering the lane at the bottom of the hill. Her feet stepped across the spot Bear had marked, I stood up and started toward her, she was shocked to see a hooded man in old coveralls quickly coming at her. Fear and shock in her face, her eyes wide, mouth open taking in a big gulp of air, before she could get out a scream Bear had came up from behind having her hooded and gagged before she had any idea anyone else was around.

Bear being the big man he was, reached around her and with a big bear hug encompassing her arms and waist, picked her up and headed into the bushes. Following a few steps behind, pulling the stroller with me. Stopping to cover up the opening of our trail with brush. By the time I had covered the hundred feet to our spot, she was laying face down on the vinyl covering we had place on the ground, Bear lying on top of her attaching the cuffs to her wrist.

Her small frame body fighting with all the strength she had, kicking, twisting even under his massive weight, her small body doing all it could to get away. Her cries, moans, pleading could be heard through her gagged mouth. Removing my coveralls just as Bear fastened the second cuff to her wrist. Leaving my latex cloves, hood and body stocking on, my cock and balls hanging out their opening in the front, throbbing with every cry and moan coming from her lips. Stepping over, setting the video camera on its tripod, positioned the camera and switching it on. Bear had her cuffs on and was straddling her back still holding her face down. I came to her side, smelling her sweet perfume, sensing the fear radiating from trembling body. Reaching my hand through the leg openings in her shorts. Pulling shorts and panties away from her sweet ass, as she wiggled, squired, kicking as best she could, taking my knife and cutting through them, then making another cut up through the waist band.

Pulling the sexy shorts and panties off admiring the shape of her ass and legs. Bear taking the knife, cutting the straps of her top and bra. Getting her top and bra gather up in his hand, half standing and bending over, he had actuality lifted her a couple of inches off the ground. Easing the knife under the top and bra material, he cut it, letting her fall to the ground, her ragged top and her thirty four B bra in his hand. Completely naked except for her little white jogging shoes, we stepped back, enjoying our prey, listening to the crying, moaning and pleads as she was kicking, squirming, jerking on the two foot of rope that had her cuffs bound to a small sapling. Cock throbbing as I watch her torment, her small firm breast, and the small amount of dark hair on her mound, leaving her small sweet pussy in plain view.

Removing his coveralls, Bear motion for me to remove her shoes, on my knees, I grabbed one shoe just as she planted a kick center my chest, knocking the air out of me, falling back with shoe in hand trying to catch my breath. Getting up and composing myself, I could tell Bear was laughing under his hood, standing there with nothing on but his hood and body stocking. His large ugly cock hanging out, I had to laugh too. Reaching in the large briefcase we had brought he pulled a small bottle out.

Unscrewing the top removing the eye dropper he moved to the baby and put a couple of drops in her mouth. The medication was just to let the baby sleep. Attention turning back to Robbie, She seemed to have worn herself down. Laying still on her left side, legs pulled up in a fetal position, sobbing and crying. Plan in place, Bear eased to her feet, me on my knees next to her ass. Bear locked his large hand to her ankle next to the ground, with a swift forceful pull, stretching her tense body tight between the rope attached to her cuffs and he’s strong hands.

Coming from behind her, I took a death grip on her other leg, placed it on my right shoulder, moved over and sat my ass on her other leg. Her body stretched tight, my left hand guiding the head of my long, slender, circumcised cock to the lips of her small pussy. Working the lubricated head of my cock in as her muscles contracted trying to keep the intruder out. Hearing her moans and cries as it pushed hard through her labia, invading the semi virgin canal. Stopping with just half my cock in her dry hole, my cock feeling the trembles of fear pulsating from the walls of her sweetness.

Waiting for her reaction, my cock throbbing, not believing how tight she was, waiting for her pussy to realize it was being assaulted, and start its moisture flowing from pure animal instinct. Watching the rise and fall of her chest, every breath being an effort. I slowly started stroking her pussy with my cock. Not pushing in but pulling out and then back to the same spot. Bear letting loose his tight grip on her ankle, moved around and laid down beside her. His hand easing over he started caressing her breast rolling her nipples with his thumb and fore finger. As his hand was moving between her breast and stomach he started talking to her. She seemed to be relaxing, I was slowly pushing my cock deeper and deeper into her now moist pussy. Watching Bear and wondering how a married woman with a baby could have such a tight, hot pussy.

Bear reached up and pulled the slip knot on the rope, giving a little more slack, relaxing her arms he then reached behind her head and released the gag. Her face still hooded. Crying, sobbing, her scratchy voice begging, please stop, “why are you doing this to me, please, my baby”. My cock seeming to increase in size and hardness with each pleading word. With each stroke getting deeper, her moans and the tightness of her tender canal, the head of my blood filled cock stretching virgin tissue. Reaching into the briefcase, Bears hand coming out with the syringe. “Robbie I’m going to give you a injection, it will sting a little, but will help you breath better”. Much to her protest, the needle was eased into her arm and it’s contents emptied. Reaching back he brought out the sunglasses, normal other than the inside of the lens being mirrored, and two strange round disk shaped objects on each side of the frames. Turning her head down making sure her now damping curly hair was covering her eyes as he slip off the hood and put the sun glasses over her eyes, holding them on was an small elastic strap. The round objects pressing on her temples.

Pulling my cock from her sweet cunt at Bears signal. Robbie rolled on to her back. “Robbie spread your legs and pull them up”. she pulled her legs up and spread wide. Bear motioned for me to take her. I could see her cunt open, glistening with her moisture. This time I wasn’t as gentle, easing my cock into her hot cunt I started stroking, the third stroke I plunged my entire length into her. She gasps as my cock hit bottom, “at Bears request”, her ass starting to meet my strokes. Seeing her face a mixture of pain and pleasure, her lust being released.

Pushing in and holding it feeling her cunt rocking on my cock. My arms reaching under her knees, picking them up and pushing her legs down on her chest. Pounding her sweet cunt with the full length of my cock, harder and faster with each stroke. Trying to make her cry and moan, her cunt coming to meet every stroke. Feeling the soft walls of her cunt contracting, squeezing my cock. Thinking to my self, hell the Princes is cumming, all I’m doing is making the slut feel good. Looking up seeing Bear fucking her full lips with his thick cock, my cock exploded pumping cum in her wet, slimy cunt as her contractions squeezed my cock milking it dry. Slowly stroking her cunt with my semi hard cock, her ass coming up wanting more. I pulled out after a few more minutes, wasted and exhausted.

My cum dripping out, her swollen cunt lips wet with my cum and her slut juices, Bear having her get up on all four. Getting behind her with his thick long cock. Hand on her waist the other guiding his massive cock in her already cum soaked pussy. Moans, whimpers, cries, sweat pouring from her tender body. Letting Bear know what his massive cock with the small steel balls implanted into its foreskin, was doing to her sweet young pussy. Robbie crying, her body being split apart, her small pussy, it’s tender canal gripping the monster intruder. Bear holding her waist with both hands started fucking his cock with her body, going deeper with each stroke. Standing watching, Robbie’s body being forced on his huge cock.

Gasp coming from her mouth with every stroke. Smelling the sex, hearing the slushing sounds made by the massive tool pumping hard in her sweetness, my cum and her juices flowing out, running down the tender inside of her legs. Loosing the grip on her small waist, her smooth ass tight against his groin. Her body slowly swaying, her cunt riding the massive tool. Moans of pleasure through her sweet lips, her body stroking the hard cock, riding it’s full length, her ass upturning as it pushed against his groin. The pulsations being emitted into her temples from the cylinders mounted on the glasses. Where causing her to have hallucinations. The mind of the sweet innocent wife and mother was in a different place a different time, the young mothers sex starved body, her nearly virgin cunt, feeding its lustful desires.

Bear, myself, even Robbie abusing her hidden sexuality. Lifting her head up, gently pushing aside the dripping wet hair sticking to her innocent face, putting the head of my hard cock against her full soft lips. Mouth opening eagerly accepting its mushroom shaped head. Robbie’s tongue licking around it’s head, as it pushes to the opening of her virgin throat, pushing till her breath was cut off, pulling back, as she caught another breath I push in again going further, feeling the resistance of her throat. Gagging, choking with each stroke of my still hardening cock getting deeper and deeper till my sack was bouncing on her chin. Catching her breath as my cock eased out of her accepting throat. Fucking her wet red face, my cum building quickly, my sack full and hard, her wet throat tight on my long slender cock. Moans of pleasure escaping out her cock filled mouth.

Bear now meeting her thrust with his own. With each thrust you could hear her soft ass slapping against his hardened thighs. Watching her ass checks bounce up with every thrust, I was fucking her throat faster and harder. Bear reaching around her waist, his hand her finding her swollen tender clit. Feeling her jerk on my cock as he stroked the head of her inflamed clit. Bear pounding from behind, her knees leaving the ground and falling back with each of his aggressive strokes.

Her body trembling as he rub her clit harder and faster while lifting her off the ground with every brutal stroke of his massive cock. Her orgasm building, my cock in and out of her throat, holding back my cum. The head of my now sore cock dripping cum, down her throat. Feeling her body going into convulsions, I pushed till my sack was resting on her chin. Both hands pulling her used face tight against my groin and cum laden sack. My cock jerking as cum unloaded deep in her throat. Coughing and gagging, swallowing, gasping to fill her lungs with much needed air. Load after load of my cum was being pumped down her sore throat into her belly. Pulling out only after I was completely drained. Battling to fill her lungs with air, cum running from the edges of her used mouth, flowing down the length of her neck. Finished I gently laid her head on the ground as I moved away. Bear now holding her weak body up stroking, pounding with the full length of his mammoth disfigured cock, as wave after wave of orgasmic convulsions rippled through her once delicate body.

Robbie’s tremors slowing, his cock unloading its thick white cum into her ravaged canal. Stroke after stroke more of his hot cum pumped into her womb, pumping till his sack was completely empty, his hungry lust totally satisfied. Hearing the suction as his cock popped out of her wasted abused pussy. Letting her body to the ground he gently rolled her over. Beautiful, soft legs spreading automatically. Reaching down wiping the blood tainted cum from between her legs. Fingers full of cum and her flooding juices he rubs it on her sweet lips. Robbie’s pink tongue licking it from her red blood filled lips. Bear’s cock still dripping of cum and secretions from her used cunt, puts it to her waiting mouth. Licking , cleaning the full length of his cock.

Moans and whimpers of pleasure still coming from her cum licking mouth. Bear getting up, putting his coveralls, hood and sunglasses on, I follow his lead doing the same. Reaching down and removing the well used cuffs from around her small wrist. Tossing me a container of damp wipe things I took the hint and started cleaning our Princes up. Bear picking up and putting away some of the other things. Picking her up to a sitting position. Robbie sat patiently while I cleaned the cum from her hair, then gently wiping her face and neck, realizing for the first time how beautiful she really was, continuing with fresh wipes I wiped her shoulders and arms. Continuing to her firm breast, a little more than a handful, her chest rising and falling from her heavy breathing. Placing his hands under her shoulders Bear started helping her stand “come on sweetie, let daddy help you up”. Partially standing on her weak legs, picking up the bottle of douche, inserting the full length of the applicator.

Squeezing the bottle and empting its contents, washing out our cum from her worn cunt. Finishing with the douche and injecting the soothing cream deep in her canal. I then proceeded to clean her legs, filling urges coming back to my cock as I was wiping her pussy, and the inside of her soft thighs. Finally getting this done, Bear sat her down on the clean corner of the vinyl covering. Bringing out a pair of black spandex sports shorts and matching top, putting the shorts over her feet, working them up her legs and over her hips till he managed to get them on.

Putting on her sneakers as Bear was getting the tiny top over her head, pulling the small garment down, barely covering her breast. The shorts and top seemingly to be too small, clinging tightly to her curves. The outfit looked as if it had been molded to her, showing every curve, her cunt protruding, being perfectly out lined. Nipples protruding from perfect breast. The back color of the material being the only way to tell she was wearing anything. Bear having her look down as he removed the glasses, putting a small white sweat band over her eyes. One more reinforcement before we started back down the small trail with her. Robbie you know what will happen if you ever tell anyone, a weak yes coming from her mouth, we want to keep you and little Jennie save don’t we, another faint yes coming from her, tell me how your going to keep yourself and Jennie safe and happy. “By keeping you happy”, that’s right said Bear, and that makes you happy doesn’t it, another yes coming from Robbie’s mouth. We got her and the stroller down the trail close to thee lane where it all started.

Bear motioned for me to head back, getting back I jerked my hood off through it on the vinyl ,folding it up, making sure the rags we had made of her clothes were being wrapped in it, checking around, making sure nothing was left behind. Putting the last bit in the trash bag as Bear returned, picking up our stuff and headed to another location where we removed all our clothing and placed them in the trash bag. After redressing with our street clothes, I headed off with the two bags, placing them in there hiding place as instructed by Bear. Bear leaving with the other stuff. The beginning

            The tight rib splint around his chest made his ribs ache, or maybe it was the re-inflated lung that made his chest feel like something was pounding on him from the inside. His head hurt and every joint in his body ached. He was bone tired and sorely needed a nap. Talking so candidly about everything that he’d been through, been forced to do and watch over the past couple of months was embarrassing and he wanted to finish the interview as soon as possible.

            “You look like you could use a breather,” Harrison commented.

            “Are we done?” Matt asked.

            Turner stared at the young man, propped against several pillows so he reclined in the bed at a slight angle. The agent finally let out a slow, heavy sigh.

            “Is there anything else you can think of that happened? Anything you haven’t already told us?”

            “We haven’t talked about the cabin yet.”

            “The cabin?”

            “Yeah. Kade’s cabin,” Matt replied softly. “It’s where he took us the day he grabbed Amanda, Beth and Sam.”

            “Okay,” Turner said. “Tell us about the cabin.”

            “It was supposed to be more filming. He put Angie, Carrie and me in the back of a van with a couple of boxes and made Jenny ride up front with him.”

            “If he was so hot for Carrie, why put her in the back?” Harrison asked.

            “He liked to keep Jenny and me apart. He knew we had a thing for each other. He used it against us.”

            “Nice guy,” Harrison quipped.

            “It took a couple of hours at least to get to the cabin. One of the boxes had some extra clothes in it and we just left it in the van. The other box had sex toys in it so we took it with us.”

            Matt paused and closed his eyes. Since he had done this several times during the twelve hour interview both agents knew he was about to launch into a description of sexual activity that was embarrassing for the young man. They both knew it was hard for Matt to talk about what had happened to him, especially when he had to be so graphic in his descriptions but it was information that they needed in their case against Daniel Kenneth Mitchellson.

            “He made Angie and Carrie strip and have sex on the porch of the cabin while he filmed them. He had them use some of the sex toys. When he was satisfied with that he made Jenny strip and tied her to a tree then stuffed vibrators up – up her… He strapped vibrators inside her and tied her to a tree. He made me strip and have sex with Angie then Carrie.”

“Where?” Harrison asked.

“On the porch,” Matt replied then continued his monologue. “Then we had to do a threesome using some of the sex toys he’d brought. There was a big motorcycle in the yard, I don’t know what it was. I guess it was a Harley or something, it was big. He made Angie sit on it with her back to the handlebars then he told me to get on it like I was going to ride it only – only…”

            “Only you didn’t ride the motorcycle?” Harrison asked.

            “No,” Matt whispered.

            “What happened?” Harrison prompted when Matt didn’t continue.

            Matt turned his head on the pillows as if he were staring at the wall of machines but his eyes were squeezed shut.

            “He moved Jenny so I had to look at her over Angie’s shoulder. Then he made us have sex on the motorcycle while he filmed it. I think the two girls, Amanda and Beth, showed up while we were…while…”

            “What happened?” Turner asked.

            “He told Carrie to take care of it while we…finished. He made us keep going until…until we…finished. He told me to get in the van and Angie to get Jenny then get in the van. A little later Carrie came and got Jenny. Then he came in and told us that we were supposed to act like were professionals shooting a movie then he told Angie to get dressed and join the others for lunch.”

            “What’d he tell you?” Harrison asked.

            Turner noticed that Matt started to shake and turned even paler.

            “You okay, Matt?” Turner asked, suddenly concerned.

            “Yeah,” Matt whispered, his voice so soft Turner barely heard him.

            “Let’s take a break.”

            “No!” Matt cried. “Please, I want to finish.”

            “Matt, you need a break.” Turner stared at him unflinchingly. “Just for a few minutes, give yourself a little breather. Okay?”

            “What time is it?” Matt asked.

            Turner glanced at his watch before replying. “Eleven-twenty.”

            “In the evening?”

            “Yeah,” Turner answered, nodding his head. “It’s night time.”

            Matt nodded and turned his head back toward the wall with the machines lined up against it. Turner motioned to Harrison and they moved across the room, stopping next to the door.

            “Why don’t you take a break? I’ll stay with him,” Turner offered.

            “I’ll be back in about fifteen?”

            “Sure.”

            Harrison pulled the door open and disappeared through it. Turner stepped to the side of the door and leaned against the wall. He folded his arms across his chest and stared at Matt, wondering if the young man would ever truly recover from his experience. Turner’s head jerked toward the door when he heard a light tap. He reached out just as the door opened and a tall man with dark hair stepped inside.

            “What the hell are you doing here?”

            “Don’t worry, they don’t know.” The dark head quickly swiveled toward Matt’s prone form. “I had to see him, see how he’s doing.”

            “He’s been making a detailed statement for the last twelve hours so he’s a little tired right now.”

            “Jesus, can’t you give him a break?”

            “What do you think we’re doing now?” Turner returned the glare he was getting. “Besides, he refused to break. I had to insist.”

            The dark-haired man smiled ruefully as he turned back to stare at Matt.

            “That sounds like him.” He motioned toward the bed. “Do you mind?”

            Turner shook his head. “Go ahead.”

            The tall man moved quietly to step up next to the hospital bed. He let his hands fall to grasp the railing alongside the bed. When Matt didn’t move, the man leaned down and crossed his arms on the railings, leaning close to Matt.

            “Matt?” he whispered.

            Matt’s eyes fluttered opened and he turned his head to stare dazedly at the newcomer. Slowly, recognition flooded his brown eyes.

            “How are you feeling?”

            “You told him?” Matt whispered.

            “No, Matt. Kade found out and called him. I called and asked about you but he’d already – he’d already beat you. I – he – I’m sorry, Matt.”

            “He was so pissed off.” Matt grinned up at his visitor.

            “I imagine he was. How are you doing?”

            “I’m sore as hell but it’s getting better.” Matt’s eyes darkened with concern. “How’s Jenny? Has he hurt her?”

            “I haven’t seen her but I don’t think he’s hurt her. He was angry with Carrie for not telling him about you.”

            “God, what did he do to her?”

            “He just tied her up and made her watch while he screwed Amanda and Angie.”

            “What about Jenny?”

            “I think he’s a little afraid of her right now. He hasn’t touched her since he – since you…”

            “Are you sure he hasn’t killed her?”

            “I got it from Xi that she’s still there and she’s okay.” He smiled at Matt’s look of obvious relief. “I’m going to tell him I have a buyer and make an offer for her. To see if I can get her out.”

            “Do you think he’ll go for it?”

            “I don’t know,” he replied with a shrug of his shoulders. “When we talked before, you said you wanted to take Jenny and go home. You didn’t mention Angie or Carrie…”

            Matt glanced down at the bed as he replied.

            “I don’t know, Nels. It’s like he’s brain washed them or something. They aren’t the same as they used to be. They do what ever he tells them and act like it’s alright.”

            Nels nodded his head.

            “Okay,” he said softly. “I’ll try to get Jenny out. We’ll see if he’ll go for this. He seems enthralled with Amanda so I don’t think he’ll let her go any time soon.”

            He stared with worry-filled eyes at Matt for several seconds before speaking again.

            “Matt, I want you to know that I’m sorry for everything that happened to you in that house. Especially, my part in it –”

            “I know why you did what you did, Nels. I have to admit at the time I was really pissed off at you and I would have jumped you if I’d been given the opportunity.” They both smiled at one another. “But my dad’s a cop. I understand undercover work. I may not like what happened, but I understand why.”

            Nels nodded as he reached into his back pocket and retrieved a small card case.

            “Look, if you ever need to reach me for anything, if there’s anything I can do for you, call me. Okay?” He wrote something on the back of the card before handing it to Matt. “I put the number for my cell phone on the back. It’s the best way to get hold of me.”

            “Thanks, Nels.”

            He nodded at Matt and chewed his lip for a minute then stood and turned around to face Turner.

            “If I can get Jenny out, I think it’ll be time for you to go in.”

            Turner quickly walked over to stand next to Nels. He looked down at Matt.

            “Do you think she’ll cooperate as a witness?”

            “I don’t know,” Matt replied. “She might but she’ll be worried about the others. We talked about trying to get out but she wouldn’t go if it meant leaving Angie and Carrie behind.”

            “And you wouldn’t leave without her,” Nels said softly.

            “I couldn’t,” Matt replied.

            “I’ll contact him tomorrow and see what he says.” Nels looked over at Turner. “I’ll let you know.”

            “Be careful,” Turner said as he slapped Nels on the shoulder then stepped away.

            “Take care of yourself, Matt,” Nels said as he looked down at the young man.

            “I’m working on it.” Matt offered him a small smile. “Please, get Jenny out of there.”

            “I’ll do my best,” Nels promised before he turned and left the room.

 

            “Danny, can we meet? I may have a proposition for you.”

            “What kind of proposition?”

            “One that could solve your dilemma.”

            “Who says I have a dilemma?”

            “Xi mentioned she was worried about you.”

            “I’m free this evening. You want to come over around the usual time?”

            “Sure. One other thing.”

            “What?”

            “Do you have a digital picture of Jenny?”

            “Yeah. Why?”

            “E-mail it to me?”

            “Why? What are you up to?”

            “Just trust me on this, okay?”

            Danny was silent for a moment before replying. “Okay, I’ll send you the picture but you’re going to explain to me tonight.”

            “Okay,” Nels replied simply.

 

            Danny opened the door and motioned Nels inside. Nels strode across the room and made himself comfortable in a large arm chair, totally ignoring a naked Amanda chained to the leg of another chair across from him. She cowered on the floor trying to cover herself without being obvious about it.

            “Would you like a drink?” Danny offered.

            “Of course,” Nels replied with a smile.

            Danny mixed the drink he knew Nels would request and handed the glass to the other man then sat down in the chair Amanda was chained to. He released her chain and pulled on it, forcing her to stand. He tugged on it until she climbed onto his lap. The fingers of his free hand played idly with her nipples as he spoke to Nels.

            “So what’s up?” Danny asked.

            “Well,” Nels paused long enough to take a sip of his drink. “Xi has been worried about you since that little incident a few weeks ago. She’s also concerned about the way you’ve been ignoring a certain, as she put it, ‘bitch in the kennel’.”

            Danny gave him a grim smile and nodded.

            “I haven’t exactly been paying much attention to Jenny lately. I’ve been busy with my new pet though.” He smiled at Amanda then forced his lips against hers.

            Nels smiled in return and saluted Danny with his drink before taking another sip.

            “Xi thought maybe it had something to do with the boy.”

            “I was never that attracted to Jenny in the first place. She isn’t really that much fun without Matt to taunt.”

            “Would you be willing to sell her?”

            Danny raised an eyebrow as he stared at Nels.

            “Do you know someone who’s interested?”

            “As a matter of fact, I do.”

            “How interested?” Danny asked.

            “He’s offered a hundred and fifty grand.”

            “A hundred and Fifty grand?”

            “And he’ll pay all shipping costs.”

            “Where?”

            “I can’t tell you that,” Nels said with a note of amusement in his voice, a smile on his lips. “Are you interested?”

            “When do I get the money?”

            “I can notify the client tonight. He’ll wire it to you tomorrow.”

            Danny thought about it for several minutes, taking a sip of his own drink before finally replying.

            “Okay. If he can get the money to me by tomorrow, she’s his.”

            “I’ll notify him right away then call you with his answer.”

            “Good.” Danny smiled and reached down between Amanda’s legs.

            “Would you like to stay and celebrate?” he asked.

            Nels thought for a moment before replying, playing with his drink, running his finger around the top of the glass.

            “As much as I’d like to, I’d better get back and finish some business. Could I see Jenny before I go though? Just so I can tell my client that I saw her and she’s in good shape.”

            “Sure. Why not?” Danny turned his head to look back over his shoulder. Then he called, “Xi!”

            She appeared almost immediately in the doorway.

            “Yes sir?”

            “Would you please bring Jenny in? Nels would like to examine her.”

            “Yes sir.”

            She walked through the room and left through another door. Once she was gone Danny turned his attention back to Nels.

            “So how’s Sam doing?”

            “He’s working out wonderfully. He’s a very quick learner.”

            “He seemed to catch on quickly. I’m glad you like him.”

            “He’s very talented and settling in quite nicely,” Nels said, turning his head at the sound of Xi leading Jenny into the room.

            Jenny was led over to stand directly in front of him. She was dressed in a plain light blue bustier and dark blue mini-skirt. The four inch spike heels she wore made her legs seem to go on forever. Her hands were bound in cuffs behind her, a leash was fastened to the collar around her neck.

            Nels set aside his drink and slowly rose to his feet, staring at Jenny as he stood. He let his eyes roam over her for several seconds before he finally reached out to lift her short skirt. He dropped her skirt and turned her around only to lift her skirt again. Then he popped open the fasteners on the bustier and let it fall. He turned her back around and stared at her. Finally, he let his gaze return to Danny.

            “She looks like she’s still in good shape.”

            “You think your client will approve?”

            “I’m sure he will.”

            Nels made a small motion with his left hand as he sat back down and retrieved his drink. Xi led Jenny from the room, she didn’t bother to retrieve the bustier.

            “I’ll call you in the morning and arrange a time to pick her up if that’s okay.”

            Danny nodded then suddenly stared straight at Nels.

            “Actually,” he said softly as he let his hand run absently through Amanda’s hair. “Are you certain this client won’t back out?”

            “Positive. He wanted to wire me the money this morning after he saw her picture. I explained that I had to speak with you first. He still wanted to wire the money, just in case.”

            “Why don’t you just take her with you tonight then?”

            Nels almost choked on the sip he had just taken of his drink. He took another swallow to help the first down.

            “Are you sure?”

            “Yes. I want rid of her.”

            Nels was quiet for several seconds. He finished his drink and set the glass aside before he finally answered.

            “Only if you’re certain.” Danny nodded. “I’ll make sure the money is wired to you first thing in the morning.”

            Nels rose to his feet and offered his hand to Danny.

            “Thank you for the business. I’d better be going so I can contact my client and he can get your money to you.”

            They shook hands and Danny set Amanda on her feet then got up and strode across the room to the door Xi and Jenny had disappeared through.

            “Xi!” he called.

            Xi quickly reappeared and they spoke quietly for a moment then Danny turned back to Nels.

            “Xi will bring her back in a moment.”

            Nels nodded.

            As promised it took Xi only a moment to return with the still topless Jenny. Nels bent over and retrieved the bustier and fastened it back around Jenny when she stood within reach. Xi handed him the lead chain and quickly left the room. Nels wrapped the long chain around his hand several times as he turned back to Danny.

            “I’ll reimburse you for the clothing.”

            “Thanks,” Danny replied. “And thanks for thinking of me when you got this call.”

            “Any time we can help each other out,” Nels replied with a smile.

            He turned toward the door and tugged at the chain, pulling Jenny forward. She followed him with a confused look on her face. Nels remained silent even after the front door closed behind them. He led Jenny to his car and opened the door for her. He helped her into the front passenger seat and fastened the seatbelt around her then closed the door. He walked around the front of the car and climbed in behind the wheel. He remained silent halfway back to his house. Finally, he glanced over at Jenny and gave her a gentle, friendly smile.

            “You can relax. You’re safe now, it’s over.”
            She stared at him, eyes wide.

            “Ex-excuse me?”

            “It was all a ruse with Danny. You’re safe now.”

            She turned away from him to stare out the window. He glanced at her again and saw her bottom lip trembling.

            “Jenny?”

            “It doesn’t matter anyway,” she whispered.

            “What’s wrong?”

            “Matt’s dead.”

            “Matt’s safe,” Nels said softly.

            Her head whirled around and she stared at him in surprise and confusion.

            “But he said – Danny said…he said he was…”

            Nels gave her another small smile.

            “Danny tried to kill him but Matt’s a survivor. He’s in a hospital but he’s okay. I saw him a few nights ago. He’s doing fine.”

            “Oh, God,” she gasped.

            “I’ll try to take you to see him as soon as I can. It’ll be a few days though. He’s in protective custody so Danny can’t hurt him again. It might be easier to arrange a phone call right now.”

            Nels glanced at her again and she nodded at him, barely registering his smile through her tears.

            “Danny conveniently forgot to give me the keys to the cuffs so I can’t take them off until we get to my place. I’ll have to cut them off then.”

            “That’s okay,” she whispered. “Is Matt really okay?”

            “He’s okay. He’s been worried about you but he’s doing alright.”

            “What – what happened?”

            Nels glanced at her again.

            “I think I should let him tell you that.”

            “Please? Xi said Danny had sold him to someone overseas but Danny said he’d killed him. He wouldn’t say anything else. He just kept saying he was dead. Can’t you please tell me what really happened?”

            Nels heaved a sigh and glanced at her again.

            “Danny found out that Matt’s father is the chief of police. He beat Matt severely and dumped him by the side of the road where he originally kidnapped the four of you. He left him for dead. A traveler happened to see a suspicious form on the side of the road and stopped to investigate. They called it in and Matt was air-lifted to the hospital. When Danny told me what he’d done I called a contact and had them do some checking. They found out where Matt was and that he was still alive. He agreed to talk to us and has been in protective custody ever since.”

            “Us? Who are you?”

            Nels smiled at her again as he pulled into his driveway and pressed the button on his garage door opener. He pulled his car into the garage and parked before he answered.

            “Let’s just say I work for the government. Okay?”

            Nels helped Jenny from the car, removing the lead chain from her collar and tossing it into a corner of the garage. Jenny heard a loud chink when it landed and turned to see a pile of chains in the corner he had tossed it into. He opened the door to the house for her and motioned her inside. He picked up a toolbox then followed her into the house. He set the toolbox on the kitchen table as he caught hold of her elbow.

            “Here, let me get those cuffs off.”

            She turned back to him with a questioning look on her face.

            “Sorry, Danny didn’t give me keys to any of the locks so I’ll have to cut it all off,” he said as he opened the toolbox.

            “That’s okay,” Jenny said softly, not really knowing how to respond.

            Nels gave her a friendly smile as he pulled a pair of heavy duty metal cutters from his toolbox. He motioned for her to turn back around and she did so. He quickly cut the cuffs from her wrists and started to examine the collar around her neck.

            “If you’ll hold your hair up I’ll get the lock off of this collar and get rid of it too.”

            She pulled her hair into one hand and held it up and to the side so he would have better access to the lock that held the collar around her neck. He cut the tiny lock and let it fall to the floor with a chink as he peeled the collar away from her neck. Her hands automatically went around her throat, rubbing lightly.

            “Sore?’ he asked.

            “No,” she said softly as she shook her head. “Not really. It just feels strange to have it off after so long.”

            Nels put the cutters away and picked up the tiny lock. He put the lock and collar in the toolbox before closing it.

            “There’s a master bedroom suite with an attached bathroom at the end of the hall around the corner. There are spare clothes in the dresser and closet. Feel free to use anything in the room. If you’d like to take a shower or a nap, that’s fine. You can use the suite while you’re here. It’s for whatever guests I have. I need to make a couple of phone calls then we can talk if you’d like.”

            “Thank you. I…” She turned to face him but couldn’t quite raise her eyes to his.

            “Why don’t you go check out the suite?” he finally said quietly, breaking the awkward silence.

            She nodded and turned to leave the room. Nels took the toolbox back to the garage then made his way to the living room to make his phone calls. He was still on the phone when Jenny finally reappeared. She had changed to a pair of sweats and an oversized tee-shirt. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. When she stepped into the room he motioned for her to have a seat. She sat down in an armchair opposite the one he sat in.

            “Yeah. Just make sure the money gets wired into the account early tomorrow. Then take him down sometime after that.” He paused to listen to the person on the other end. “Remember there are still three captives there. I’m not at all sure where they’ll be. I’m guessing at least two will be in the kennel room if it’s early in the morning or late in the evening.” He paused again. “He would know more about the routines there than I do.” Another pause. “Okay. Any idea how long before I can make this drop?” A longer pause this time. “Okay, just let me know. I’ll be in touch.”

            He hung up the phone and looked over at Jenny.

            “How are you doing?”

            “Okay I guess,” she said softly.

            “Would you like something to eat or drink?”

            “No thanks.” She curled her legs up under herself in the chair and stared at the floor. “How’s Matt? Is he really okay?”

            “The last time I spoke with him a few days ago he was doing okay.”

            “Can – can I see him?” she whispered.

            “I –” Nels hesitated for a moment then tried to explain. “We can’t just drop in without notice. He’s in protective custody even though he’s still in the hospital. His father released a statement to the press saying he died to protect him. Nobody is supposed to know he’s still alive. Besides, I’m working undercover here. I have to be very careful when I make any kind of contact with my co-workers.”

            He felt awful when he saw the sad, crestfallen look on her face. He knew with what she’d been through and the way Danny had probably tormented her with Matt’s death that she’d probably been through hell.

            “Why don’t we call him? Would talking to him help?”

            Her face brightened. She looked up at him with such hope it frightened him.

            “Please? Can we?”

            He knew it was against all the rules and not the smartest thing he’d ever done, but damn it, they were both worried about each other. He had to do something. He picked up the phone and dialed.

            “Hello, can I talk to him?” Nels asked when the phone was answered on the other end.

            “You’re not supposed to be calling here,” Turner admonished.

            “I know. It’s important.”

            “What’s up?”

            “I managed to get Jenny out and she needs to talk to him.”

            “Shit! When –”

            “I’m working on that. Right now I need to talk to him.”

            “Okay, just a minute.”

            Nels smiled at Jenny while he waited for Turner to hand the phone over to Matt.

            “Hello?” Matt’s voice sounded stronger every time Nels spoke to him.

            “Hi, how are you feeling?”

            “Better and better. What’s up?”

            “I have someone here who wants to talk to you,” Nels said. “Hang on.”

            He stood up and strode forward reaching the phone toward Jenny. She reached out tentatively for it, looking up at Nels questioningly. He merely nodded at her and offered her the phone. She nervously took the receiver from him and put it to her ear.

            “Hello?” she said softly into the receiver.

            “Jenny?” Matt asked excitedly.

            “God, it’s you!”

            “Jenny, are you alright? Are you okay?”

            “I’m fine. How are you? He said you were – I thought…Oh, God, are you okay?”

            “I’m good. A little sore but okay. You’re in good hands, baby. He’ll take good care of you.”

            “Oh, God, M –”

            Nels put his hand over the receiver drawing her attention. He shook his head as he whispered to her.

            “Don’t say his name.”

            She nodded and he removed his hand.

            “Sorry,” she said.

            “Everything okay?” Matt asked.

            “Yeah. I just almost said something I shouldn’t have. It’s good to hear your voice again.”

            “Yeah,” he replied dreamily. “Yours too. I’ve missed you.”

            “I was so scared. I thought he’d…”

            Matt chuckled.

“That’s the idea,” he said. “I was so worried about you. Is Amanda okay?”

“I think so. I haven’t seen her much. He keeps her with him most of the time.”

“What about Carrie?”

“He was really pissed at her for not telling him about…”

“Did he hurt her?” Matt asked, his voice suddenly filled with concern.

“Not physically. He’s just screwed with her head so much…”

“God, I wish they could just get them all out.” He sighed and suddenly he sounded so tired to Jenny.

“I’d better let you go so you can get some rest,” she said softly.

“Please don’t hang up yet,” he cried urgently.

“What’s wrong?” She thought he sounded panicked and was afraid something was happening to him.

“Nothing,” he admitted, embarrassed. “I just miss you and…”

She smiled to herself and gripped the receiver to her ear. She glanced up and realized that Nels was no longer in the room.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you so much,” he replied. “God, I miss you.”

“I asked if I could see you but…” she wasn’t sure if she should use Nels’ name and hesitated. “He said maybe later.”

“He has to be careful,” Matt replied. “He’ll take good care of you.”

They fell silent for several minutes before Jenny finally asked, “Do you trust him?”

“Yes,” Matt replied instantly.

“Okay, Then I will too.”

“I know it seems weird, Jen, but he’s a good guy. We talked a little that last night. He was trying to help, trying to get us out. The asshole just found out before he could do anything. He’s a good guy, Jen. He’s just doing a job that isn’t easy.”

“Okay. Thanks. I feel a little better about being here.”

“Why?”

“It’s just the two of us.”

“He won’t hurt you, Jen.”

“He’s been nice so far. I just needed to be sure.”

“He’ll take care of you and keep you safe. You can trust him.”

“Okay,” she said with a laugh.

“That’s the first time I’ve heard you laugh since all of this started,” he said softly.

“I couldn’t laugh when I saw how he treated you…”

There was a pause and she could hear mumbled voices on the other end of the line.

“I’m sorry, Jen. They’re saying I have to go.”

“That’s okay. You need to rest. Take care of yourself for me?”

“Of course. I love you.”

“I love you, too”

“’Bye, Jen.”

“’Bye. Stay safe.”

She clicked off the receiver and wiped the tears from her eyes as she laid the cordless phone on a nearby table. She heard a soft shuffling sound in the kitchen so she got to her feet and headed that way. She found Nels in the kitchen preparing an evening meal.

“Thanks,” she said as she watched him moving around the kitchen.

He turned his head to look at her and stopped. “You okay?”

“Yeah.”

He stared at her for a moment then turned back to the meal he was cooking.

“I know you said you weren’t hungry but I’m starving. Of course, I always get carried away and cook way too much. I hope you’ll join me for dinner?”

She laughed softly as she nodded her head. “Sure. Thanks.”

 

Danny lay in bed with Amanda wrapped in his arms. His loud snores were keeping her awake yet again. She hadn’t gotten much sleep for the past few weeks, ever since she’d been kidnapped. She had spent every night with Danny and his snoring always kept her awake. She was tired and sore from lack of sleep and the multiple rapes. She caught herself thinking of Matt again. He’d disappeared the morning Danny had gotten the phone call that had made him so angry. I wonder what really happened, she thought. She’d heard him taunting Jenny, telling her that he’d killed Matt. But she’d also heard Xi say he’d been sold to someone overseas. Which, she wondered, was true?

The bedroom door suddenly banged open and slammed against the opposite wall. She screamed and shrank against the pillows as a tall figure dressed completely in black with a mask covering his head stepped into the doorway holding some kind of rifle leveled straight at her. Danny sat bolt upright in bed next to her.

“Don’t move!” the figure shouted moving into the room, keeping the gun trained on them.

He moved methodically around the room, searching it. He opened the closet door and checked inside the closet, then went through the bathroom turning on all the lights as he went. A second, similarly clad figure followed the first into the room. He kept a rifle aimed at them while the first man searched through the bedroom, bathroom and the closet then returned to the room.

“It’s clear,” the first man declared.

“Male and female in C10,” the second man said into a headset draped over his head, never taking his eyes off the two figures in the bed.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” Danny shouted as he started to climb out of the bed. The first man swung the butt of his rifle around and struck Danny in the right shoulder, knocking him back onto the bed.

“I said, don’t move, dick-head,” the man growled at Danny.

“What the fuck –” Danny tried again to get off the bed.

The second man was suddenly standing next to the first, both rifles leveled at Danny’s head.

“Don’t,” was all the second man said.

Amanda huddled under the blankets of the bed trying desperately to cover herself. The chain attached to her collar rattled as she moved, drawing the men’s attention to her. She froze when she realized they were staring at her. The second man finally stepped around the bed and sat down next to her.

“What’s your name, honey?”

Amanda glanced nervously at Danny then looked at the first man with his rifle still aimed at Danny’s head, between his eyes. Her gaze finally turned back to the second man who sat staring at her in silence.

“A-A-Amanda,” she finally whispered.

He got off the bed and went to the closet. He quickly returned with a long robe which he handed to Amanda.

“Here. Put this on, Amanda.”

She took the robe from him and slipped it on trying to cover herself with the blankets as she slid the robe on. She watched as he pressed the ear piece of his headset into his ear and turned away from her.

“Gotcha ya,” he said into the headset. “We’ll be down there in a few.”

He turned back to the bed and stared at Danny.

“Where are the keys?”

“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talkin’ about,” Danny growled at the man.

“Where are the keys to the goddamn chain? Or am I gonna have to beat it out of you?”

“Fuck you!”

The first man slammed the butt of his gun into Danny’s shoulder again, knocking him back onto the bed. Danny screamed out in pain as he fell back against the mattress. The second man stepped around the end of the bed and shoved the first man back.

“Hammer,” he said as he shoved the man away. “Do something the asshole understands.”

The second man reached down and grabbed Danny’s cock and balls in his hand then squeezed. Danny screamed in anguish, thrashing about on the bed. The man released the pressure on Danny but not his hold.

“Where are the keys?”

Danny pointed to the nightstand next to the bed.

“In the fucking drawer,” he panted.

“See, Hammer?” The man said as he released Danny. He pulled the drawer out and retrieved the keys. He started back around the bed when he heard a strange sound and his partner called out to him.

“Rover!”

The man turned just in time to see Hammer slam the butt of his gun against the back of Danny’s head. Danny’s body slumped to the floor just inches from Rover. He looked down at the unconscious man’s prone form and shook his head.

“Idiot asshole,” he said then looked up at Hammer. “Thanks.”

“Anytime.”

Rover continued around the bed and released the lead chain from Amanda’s collar. He then tried the key in the lock on the collar around her neck but it wouldn’t fit.

“Damn!” He looked down at her with angry eyes. “Sorry but that’ll have to wait.”

She didn’t know how to respond to him so she merely nodded. He looked over at his partner and nodded at Danny’s inert form.

“Can you get him or do need some help?”

“Nope, I can get the little shit. Where are we going?”

“Everyone’s waiting for us in C 14,” Rover replied.

“Let’s go,” Hammer answered.

Hammer bent over and lifted Danny over his shoulder. Rover motioned to Amanda as he stood up.

“We need you to come with us.”

She slowly climbed from the bed and followed Hammer from the room. Rover followed them. They quickly moved down the hallway to the kennels. When they entered the room Amanda was surprised to see Xi, Carrie and Angie surrounded by five other men all dressed like Hammer and Rover.

 

Matt sat up in his hospital bed propped against several pillows even though the head of the bed had been raised. Jenny sat on the edge of the bed next to him while his father sat in a chair next to the bed. Turner stood in one corner of the room looking awkward and uncomfortable. A soft knock at the closed door drew Turner’s attention away from the friendly atmosphere of the rest of the room. He moved to answer the door when it swung open enough to reveal Nels, his head stuck around the edge of the door.

“Hi. How’s everything going?”

“Great,” Turner replied, motioning Nels into the room.

“Mind if we interrupt for a few minutes?” Nels asked, raising his voice so the others could hear him.

They all turned to look in his direction.

“We?” Turner asked.

Nels stepped into the room pulling Amanda behind him.

“We,” he confirmed. He pushed Amanda ahead of him, toward Matt’s bed. “I hope you don’t mind, Matt, but I brought a friend with me.”

“I don’t mind at all,” Matt replied with a smile. He looked directly at Amanda when he asked, “How are you?”

“Okay, I guess,” she replied softly. “Nels told me what happened. I’m sorry.”

Matt shrugged. “It didn’t have anything to do with you.”

“Maybe, maybe not,” she replied.

“It was because of me, little lady,” Chief Jamison said as he got to his feet.

Amanda offered him a timid, tentative smile.

“Well, anyway. I just wanted to say thanks for – for what you tried to do. I’m sorry for what happened because of it and I’m sorry it didn’t work. But thanks.”

“I’m just sorry it didn’t work. I should have been more clear –”

“No, it wasn’t your fault. You tried.” She started to turn away but Matt reached out and caught her hand in his.

“Amanda,” he said softly, his brown eyes boring into hers. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. It wasn’t your fault,” she replied as she smiled at him.

He tugged on her hand and pulled her forward. She slowly, tentatively leaned down and he pressed a kiss to her cheek.

“Take care, okay?” he whispered.

“I will.”

Amanda stood straight again and turned to leave. Jenny got to her feet and excused herself, quickly following Amanda. Nels stayed to talk with Matt a few minutes.

“Amanda,” Jenny called to the other girl once they were in the hallway.

Amanda stopped and turned back to Jenny.

“Amanda, I know this probably seems weird but given what we all went through, if you’d like to stay in touch…”

“I…I don’t know…”

Jenny quickly wrote something on a notepad she pulled from her purse and handed it to Amanda.

“That’s my address and phone. If you want to stay in touch feel free to use it. If not, I understand. I’d give you Matt’s but his dad doesn’t want it given out right now. He’s still worried. If you send something to Matt in care of my address I’ll make sure he gets it.”

“Thanks,” Amanda finally said as she accepted the paper and tucked it into her pocket.

“Have you seen Beth and Sam?” Jenny asked.

Amanda shook her head, fighting back the tears.

“Beth won’t see anyone. She won’t talk to us on the phone or anything. Sam’s doing okay though. He’s upset about Beth but he’s okay.”

“If you want to give him my address and phone, go ahead.” At the surprised look the other girl gave her, Jenny added, “Matt and I figure with everything we’ve all been through we should have our own little support group.”

Amanda smiled at her and nodded.

“Thanks, I’ll let Sam know.”

“Tell him to call sometime. Matt understands. He went through the same thing.”

Amanda stared at her in surprise. Jenny merely smiled and nodded.

“It’s true,” she finally said. “It was filmed.”

“Oh, God,” Amanda gasped.

“Nels said they found the tape and after they’re finished with it as far as evidence, he’ll try to have it destroyed.”

“How many copies…?”

“We can’t be sure,” Jenny replied.

“God,” was Amanda’s only response.

“Tell Sam to call if he wants.”

“I will,” Amanda promised.

“Amanda,” Jenny called to her when she started to turn away. “Take care of yourself.”

“I will.”

 

As Gloria opened her car door and settled into the seat, she was glad her dad had helped her buy a newer car to replace the old junker her ex-husband had left her with in the divorce. She put the key in the ignition and started the engine. After adjusting the mirrors and putting on her seat belt, she headed out the darkened lot and started for home. She drove out the brightly lit street and turned onto the entrance ramp for the

 

When she got to her exit and slowed to make the curve, the car seemed to stumble and loose power for a moment but straightened right up. She stopped at the sign at the bottom of the ramp, then turned left towards her house. It was dark on the deserted country road and she slowed to be able to see better. As she rounded a curve, she saw lights flashing and a man standing in the road waving her down with a flashlight. The man leaned down as she rolled her window down just far enough to talk to him. He told her that a tree had fallen on the road and that the local Fire Department was clearing out the road. Gloria had no choice but to wait until the road was once again open. As she waited, the car began to sputter and die. She restarted it and worked slowly over to the shoulder in case it stalled again. She sat, nervously tapping her fingers on the steering wheel until she saw a fire truck heading back the way she had come. The man motioned her on but the car again started to balk. It began to smooth out once again as she got up even with the man in the bright yellow rain suit. He asked how far she had to go to get home. She replied that her house was only a mile or so up the road. He told her that he would follow close behind her to make sure she got safely home. She started to tell him she would be okay but his yellow suit and the dark sedan gave the appearance of a policeman, so she agreed to let him follow her. She slowly drove up the road until her turnoff was in sight. She turned into the gravel road and saw that he also had turned into the lane behind her. By now, her car was sputtering and emitting clouds of black smoke out the tail pipe. She felt grateful to the man for seeing that she got home safe. She pulled in beside her house and stopped the car, then walked over and thanked the man. She noticed when he turned on his dome light that there was a two way radio and red light on his dashboard. She offered him a cup of coffee, saying it was the least she could do to return his kindness. He rolled up his window and picked up the mic and briefly spoke into it, then opened his door and followed her to her door.

On the porch, the man opened his raincoat and removed it, leaving it draped over the banister. Gloria opened the kitchen door and motioned for him to come inside. She told him to have a seat at the table while she quickly made a pot of fresh coffee. She told him it would be a few minutes and that if he didn’t mind, she would put on some dry clothes. She turned and walked down a long hallway to her room and closed her door. As she was removing her soaking wet dress, she heard a noise and saw the stranger standing in her doorway. She was wearing only a skin colored bra and a bikini cut low in front and her stockings and high heels. She pulled the wet dress up to her neck in front and told the man he should leave. He stepped closer and grabbed the wet dress and threw it to the floor.

 

Gloria stood before him and put her hands over her breasts and the front of her bikini in an effort to hide her body from his view. The stranger then grabbed the front of her bra and ripped it from her chest, her ample breasts fully exposed to this strange man. She looked down and saw the big hunting knife in his hand and knew that resisting him could get her hurt but she also didn’t want him to think she wanted his advances. Gloria yelled at him to get out and leave her alone. He just gave her an evil grin and grabbed the waist band of her panties, giving it a hard pull until the narrow material on the side gave way. He grabbed the other side and ripped, letting the panties fall away from her body. He then reached down to where the lacy material was bunched between her legs and pulled it away, leaving her totally nude with the exception of her dark lace topped stockings and heels. She felt completely helpless and feared what was about to happen.

 

The man pushed her backwards onto her bed and stepped between her legs, forcing them apart. Gloria watched in horror as he unbuckled his trousers and began to stroke his erect penis. She though he was going to simply rape her and then either kill her or leave her beaten. He told her to sit up and grabbed her arm, pulling her upright. He grabbed her by the head and forced her towards his cock, telling her to suck it. Fearing for her life, she opened her mouth and took his cock into it and began sucking it. His hand held her head still while began fucking her mouth, choking her with the sheer size of him. He suddenly jerked her head back away from him and knocked her back on the bed. He held his cock in his hand and guided it to her pussy. His cock was wet from her sucking and began to enter her. She instinctively tightened her pelvic muscles but to no avail. He forced his cock deep inside her and began pumping her hard. She squirmed and tried to get him off her but he drew back his fist and hit her in the face, bloodying her nose. Then he put the big hunting knife to her throat and threatened to slit it if she tried anything else. He resumed pounding his cock in and out of her pussy, using enough force to bounce her body on the mattress. He placed the knife in his teeth like some evil pirate and grabbed her ankles, forcing himself even deeper.

 

It had been a long time since she had been involved with a man and was beginning to actually become aroused by the huge cock invading her pussy. She tried not to let her arousal be noticed by the rapist. He leaned over after taking the knife from his teeth and clamped them down on her breast biting her nipple until she thought he would draw blood. The attack on her pussy continued for several minutes until, without a word, he withdrew and turned her over, leaving her legs hanging off the bed. He grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them apart, then guided his cock to her puckered anus. With a mighty shove, her buried his cock in her ass and began pumping her. She had never before allowed anyone, not even her ex-husband to penetrate her there and the pain was unbearable. He relentlessly slammed his cock deep in her ass, holding her by the hips and pulling her close to him. Suddenly, with a loud groan, he filled her ass with his sperm, pumping and pumping until he was spent.

 

He  stood up, withdrawing his cock from her rectum and turned her back over on her back, then jerked her upright to a sitting position, telling her to lick his cock clean. When she hesitated, he slapped her across the face with the back of his hand and screamed at her, “Lick it, bitch!” She had no choice but to comply with his demands. Her licking caused him to gain another erection and he again knocked her backwards to the mattress. He grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wide and shoved his cock in her pussy again. She was struggling as he once again fucked her forcefully. He stopped and slapped her across the face again and reached into his padded vest and pulled out some lengths of close line rope. He tied each leg and arm to the tall bed posts, stretching her legs wide and keeping her arms high over her head. After securing her tightly to the bed, he resumed fucking her until he finally pumped a load of sperm deep into her pussy.

 

After he had drained his fluid into her swollen and sore pussy, he climbed up on top of her and, facing her feet, lowered himself to her face, telling her to lick the come from his cock. He told her to also lick out his asshole. The thought of putting her tongue into his rectum repulsed her and she told him no. A well placed fist into her stomach convinced her to do as he demanded and she started to lick his ass hole. He told her to put her tongue inside and hit her in the stomach again to enforce his demand. She slid her tongue in his foul smelling opening and almost vomited. He sat down hard, preventing her from getting away from the stench. As if to proclaim his control over her, the man farted  in her face, letting a long, drawn out and smelly burst of gas. Gloria lost control and spewed vomit all over the rapist’s ass and covered his cock and balls with it. He rose off her face and started beating her face, smashing  her nose and mouth with his powerful blows. He then forced his vomit covered cock into her mouth, telling her to clean it off. As she struggled to keep from vomiting again, he began punching her stomach over and over. He stood up on the bed and drove a foot into her stomach and her ribs until she finally passed out from the pain.

 

When she came to, she was being placed on an ambulance gurney and saw people standing over her. A paramedic was holding a plastic bag over her with a tube leading to her arm. A State Police Officer was telling her that she was going to be taken to the local hospital for treatment of her injuries. She happened to look down and saw her attacker lying face down in a pool of blood. Another Trooper was telling a third, who had Captain’s bars on his collar the attacker had reached for his knife when the officers broke the door down. He was shot at close range and died instantly. The Captain replied that at least the state wouldn’t have to spend the money on a trial or prison care for the scum.

 

After weeks in the hospital, Gloria was ready to be released. She dreaded going into the house again and seeing the mess left by her attack. One of the girls from the store met her at the hospital and drove her home. As she got to her house, she saw her car sitting in the driveway, all polished up and looking like a new one. Her co worker told her that her mechanic had come out and got the car and fixed the wiring harness and that was the way it looked after he brought it back.

 

Gloria reached for the doorknob, not really wanting to go in but opened it anyway. The house was spotless. Someone had cleaned every trace of that terrible evening away and put new linens on the bed. The carpet had been cleaned and everything put back in its place. She turned away from the bedroom and walked into the kitchen and suddenly heard voices shouting, “Surprise!”. There were the entire staff from the jewelry store and several of her friends, standing around the table and holding a beautifully decorated cake marked “Welcome Home Gloria” was the State Trooper that had saved her life that night. She smiled and tried to act happy but soon burst into tears, causing the celebration to end quickly. Everyone there quietly left with the exception of the girl from her store and the trooper. He started to talk to her but as soon as the conversation switched to the attack, she broke out in tears and started to shake. The trooper put his hat on and excused himself, telling them he had to get back to the office.

 

After the trooper left, Gloria just stood in the middle of the kitchen and sobbed. The physical effects of her attack would soon start to heal but the psychological effects were going to take a lot longer. Gloria’s co-worker, Denise started to pick up her purse to leave but Gloria begged her to stay a while, at least until she had calmed down some. Denise walked up to Gloria and put her arms around her to comfort her. Gloria was close to hysterics and hugged Denise tightly, crying on her shoulder and holding her so tight that Denise could hardly breathe.

 

The two stood in the middle of the kitchen, holding on to each other. Without a single word, Gloria kissed Denise on the lips very softly and thanked her for helping her. Denise responded by giving Gloria a more sensuous kiss and telling her that she would always be there for her. They broke their embrace and Gloria said she was going to go shower and go lay down. Denise said she would sit a while and then lock up for her. Gloria went into her room and took her clothes off and grabbed some fresh underwear, then headed for the bathroom. She slowly walked down the hall and left the door slightly ajar in case she needed help. Her legs still weren’t too strong yet.

 

She turned on the hot water and stepped into the tub, then closed the curtain. She stood there for several minutes, feeling the water beating on her and relaxing her tired muscles. She soaped her body down and washed as if trying to wash away the memory of her attack. She had been in the shower almost a half hour when Denise became worried and came to check on her. Gloria had just stepped out of the shower and stood naked in front of the sink toweling off her hair. Denise opened the door and saw Gloria’s nude body and just quietly stood watching as Gloria dried her long hair. Denise had been in sexual situations with other women but had never even thought of Gloria this way until now. She saw that Gloria’s nipples were hard and noticed the hair covering her pussy was wet and curly. She finally cleared her throat and asked Gloria if she was okay. Gloria took down her wet towel and handed another to Denise, asking her if she would mind drying her back, since her arms and ribs were still a little sore. Gloria turned her back and Denise began to wipe her down with the dry towel. As she worked lower, she let her hands linger on Gloria’s firm buttocks. Gloria made no effort to move away or anything like that. Denise asked her to stand still while she rubbed skin lotion on her back. Once again, Gloria stood motionless as Denise began working the lotion into her skin. Gloria even leaned over the sink a little and steadied herself on the vanity top. Denise worked her way slowly down and then began to work some lotion into Gloria’s buttocks. As her fingers rubbed the lotion in, Denise made a pass down Gloria’s crack and brushed against her pussy. It was more a test move than an effort to cover her with lotion. Gloria didn’t move a bit, she actually leaned back slightly as if she was enjoying it. Denise slowly worked her fingers up Gloria’s slit to test her reaction. Gloria simply turned to face her and said for her to do the front with the lotion. Denise put more on her hands and began working it into Gloria’s breasts and stomach. Denise decided to go for broke and slid her lotion covered hand down the front of Gloria and went directly to her pubic mound, then slid a finger inside Gloria’s slit. Gloria parted her legs and let Denise probe her even deeper. The two then embraced as in the kitchen and Denise began to push her tongue into Gloria’s parted lips. Denise went slowly, due to Gloria’s traumatic experience. The last thing she wanted to do was frighten her. Gloria slowly began to respond to Denise’s advances. Her hand went up and cupped Denise’s breast. She and Denise touched nipples and Gloria felt a tingle as the two women began to explore each other. Gloria reached down and slid her hand onto Denise’s pussy. Denise knelt and began to kiss all up and down Gloria’s body. Denise stood and took Gloria by the hand and led her to the bedroom. They lay across the bed and resumed their caressing. Denise moved lower and began kissing Gloria on her tummy and worked even lower until her tongue found the top of her slit. She gently pushed Gloria’s legs apart and began to explore her pussy. She slowly began to work her way deep inside Gloria’s wetness and then she moved to her clit. Denise began lightly sucking and licking Gloria’s clit as if it were going to break. As time went on and Gloria began to respond to her oral experience, Denise began to get more aggressive.

 

Gloria was getting more and more aroused and finally turned around facing Denise’s feet and began to explore her body. She soon was licking at Denise’s pussy and then sank her tongue deep inside. Denise slowed her actions and let Gloria bring her closer to orgasm, which didn’t take long, indeed. At the proper moment, Denise resumed her lovemaking and both women began to speed towards a mutual orgasm of earthquake proportions. They both exploded into cries of passion and lust that neither one had ever experienced. They both lay, totally exhausted and Denise was the first to speak. She told Gloria that she didn’t know what came over her, that she had never had a lesbian love experience before in her life. Gloria responded by saying the same words. Both women turned longwise in the bed and fell asleep, arms wrapped around each other, kissing each other softly as they dozed off. They awoke the next morning still wrapped in each other’s arms. After a few gentle kisses, they headed for the shower. Luckily, neither one had to go in to work for the weekend and they spent it almost in its entirety making love to one another. The next week, Denise moved her things into the house and both enjoyed a relationship that would last for years

 

 

 

 

So, They Went Upstairs, And Into Felisa's Room. It Was A Small Room With A Queen-Sized Bed, A Nightstand And Lamp, And A Table With A TV On It. Felisa Led Joe In, And He Locked The Door.

Joe Unzipped His Backpack, And Felt Around Inside It. He Pulled Out 2 Pairs Of Handcuffs. "What Are Those Fo-", But Before She Could Finish, Joe Cuffed Her Feet To The 2 Front Bed Posts. "HEY! LET ME GO!!" Thankfully The Windows Were Shut So The Neighbors Wouldn't Hear. "Relax. I Won't Hurt You If You Shut Up." Suprisingly, That Shut Felisa Up Immediately. "Good. Now Just Lay Down." He Then Kissed Her Full On The Lips. Then, He Sat Her Up, And Unbuttoned Her Shirt. He Circled His Hand Around The Bra-Covered Outline Of Her Breasts. She Let Out A Small Moan. Finally, He Unhooked Her Bra, And Read The Tag: 28b. Dispite This, She Layed Still, Relaxed. "Good Girl. Now, I'm Going To Uncuff You To Remove Your Jeans And Panties. If You Don't Cooperate," Joe Said, Pulling Out A Switchblade Knife, "I'll Fuck You With This Knife. Believe Me, It's More Pain Then Pleasure."

Felisa Gave A Gentle Nod...

To Be Continued. Comments Welcome...

Everything in my life seemed to be going perfectly. My husband and I were heavily in debt but it wasn't a problem. We both had good jobs and easily covered our payments. We were living well but still within our means. The only problem was that we enjoyed our incomes and didn't bank anything.

Things started going bad when my husband had an automobile accident. He couldn't work and his benefits soon ran out. We did have medical insurance but it didn't cover everything. I was still working and making enough to cover the bills so it looked like we were going to get through this set back.

At my job, Sally was very supportive while her husband Jim saw an opportunity to get something he always wanted, ME. Even though Jim was a bum he still exerted a lot of influence over Sally. If he didn't like someone he could easily convince Sally to get rid of them. I know because I saw it happen.

One day Jim came to me and expressed sympathy for the situation I was in with my husband. Then he reminded me about how much I really needed my job there. His eyes wandered over my body as he told me that. I understood exactly what he was implying. He walked away before I could tell the fat jerk to go to hell.

A week after that incident, I went in on a Saturday to make sure I had them ready for Monday morning. I had told Sally I was going in but no one else. I was only there for 15 minutes when I heard someone coming in the office. It was Jim. He acted liked he was surprised I was there. Then he sat down to talk to me.Â

It only took a few minutes before he got to the real reason he was there. He said that he had been talking with Sally about having an outside firm do the book keeping. Then he informed me that he could sway her decision either way. He knew that if I lost my job there I would lose everything.Â

I asked him what he wanted and he got a big smile on his fat face. He said "You can start by taking your blouse off". I started crying and said "You bastard" as I nervously began opening buttons. I felt helpless and humiliated. After I took the blouse off, he ordered me to hand him my bra. It wasn't enough that I had to take it off. I had to hand it to him to add to my humiliation. He had me strip to my panties and ordered me to stand. I stood with tears streaming down my face as he slowly pulled my panties down my legs leaving me completely nude.Â

I stood there for several minutes while he crudely fingered and felt every inch of my body. Before this, only my husband had touched me the way he did. The next thing he did was to tell me to lay over his lap. Then he grabbed my hair and pulled me into that position. He said he had been waiting for over a year to do this and began spanking me. He was hitting my rear hard and it hurt like hell. I was begging him to quit. He said that if I begged to suck his cock that he might quit. The pain was bad and I knew I was going to have to do it anyway so I said "Please let me suck your cock". I had to repeat it again before he stopped. Then he pushed me off and on the floor.

Next, I was made to open his pants and take out his cock. It was almost hidden under a roll of fat. I gave him his blow job. He came in my mouth after only a few minutes and ordered me to swallow every thing. I did. Then he wiped himself clean with my hair.Â

Jim stood up and gathered my clothes. He said he was going for lunch and I didn't need any because I already ate. He said he would leave my clothes in my car if I wanted to walk out by the busy road and get them. Otherwise he said he would be right back.Â

If you want me to continue the rest of this experience E-mail me at classroomb4@aol and let me know.Â

Jeanne         Â

Sharon's husband Joe ran across this opportunity to purchase a business that seemed like a profitable venture. All he needed was $50,000 to do it. He spoke with my husband John about it and the two of them agreed to put up $30,000 each, $50,000 to purchase the company and $10,000 for operating expense. John was very excited about it because it was something he always wanted to do and he would be working with his best friend.

The only problem we had was coming up with the money. We could do it but it would mean draining our savings and borrowing on our house. Still it seemed worth it so that was what we did.

The two men purchased the company and my husband John quickly found out what a fraud Joe was. Joe used our money to put down on the company and financed the business to cover the remainder. He never put a dime up himself. While we were struggling with a higher house payment and no savings, Joe was drawing a big salary from the company and writing himself bonus checks whenever he needed more money. Things went from bad to worse. Joe was not only bleeding their company, he also managed to force my husband completely out of it. The friendship was over and our money was gone. It took several years for us to dig out of that financial hole and we were bitter.

Even though I hated her husband for what had happened, I never held Sharon responsible and we still got along. Then one day she casually mentioned about how well the business was doing now that her husband was running it himself. I blew up. We had been swindled and she seemed to be bragging about it. Our friendship ended there on a bitter note.

Several years went by with us never forgetting about how our "friends" had used us. Everytime John would have a few drinks, he would rant and rave about what had happened. It wasn't as much the money as it was the complete betrayal.

We still had a lot of mutual friends with Sharon and Joe. One of them. Gary, told us about a party Sharon and Joe were having and of course we weren't invited. On the day that party was supposed to happen, Jim started drinking in the afternoon. Then he started ranting about Joe enjoying our hard earned money. It upset me too.

By 9:00 that night, John was feeling no pain and decided he was going to crash Joe's party. I was so worked up that I decided that I wanted to go with him. I wanted to see the look on Sharon's face when we appeared at the door.

There were only a few people still there when we arrived. To my surprise, Sharon was very polite and acted as if nothing was ever wrong. Joe was very nervous about John being there. John can get violent when he is extremely angry and Joe knew it. Joe was also afraid of John. 

To John's credit he remained calm but stared hole into Joe. Everyone there knew of the situation between the four of us and tension was in the air. The couples that were still there left quickly so as to not get involved. Within an hour there were only 5 guests still there. There was Gary who was talking with John, Jeff who was a 400 pond ball of fat passed out on the couch, and Bernie who was talking with Sharon and Joe. The three guys that were there were really better friends of ours then they were of Joe and Sharon. 

Then John walked over to Joe and I knew something was going to happen. John loudly announced "So when are you going to pay me the money you swindled me out of"? Joe started making all kinds of excuses. He was clearly terrified John was going to beat him up. Sharon was being typically Sharon saying "Now you boys settle down" like they were children. 

Joe and John argued a little and John was just getting more angry. Then John said "if you are not going to give me my money, maybe I'll just start taking thing around here since I probably paid for them". In an attempt to passify John, Joe said "Take anything you want, you can have anything of mine". Joe just didn't want beat up. John went around literally trashing the room saying nothing there was worth anything. Normally I would have stopped John but in this situation, I agreed with what he was doing. They deserved it. 

Before I go on, I want to take a minute here to tell more about Sharon so you have the complete picture. Sharon never drank, smoked or said a swear word in her life. She always dressed like a grandmother wearing baggy clothes and dresses always below the knee. Even though she had large breasts she always kept them hidden with baggy tops and sweaters buttoned all of the way up to her neck. She worked as a librarian in the childrens section as I said taught Sunday school. She would politely walk away from any conversation involving sex. Even though she was very attractive, one would never think of her and sex in the same thought. She seemed to live in her own world and sex wasn't part of it. 

Now back to what was happening. 

Sharon walked over to John and said "Now John you arn't being nice". (Exact quote) John pulled her to him and said to Joe "Maybe I'll take a roll in the sack with your wife". Then he added "That ought to be worth something". Joe looked over at me and I said "Hey, you owe him and it's all right with me". Even though he was my husband, I wanted to see it just for the humiliation they would get out of it. 

Sharon seemed petrified. She just stood there speechless. Sharon started crying and tried walking away from John. John pulled her back to him and said to her "not so fast honey, we haven't even started yet". Joe pleaded with John to let her go. John said to him "I can beat the fuck out of you and then do what I want with her or you can just shut up and watch". Joe never moved. No one in the room was saying anything. I was sure that the three guys there all thought those two deserved it. 

John was holding Sharon from behind.  While facing Joe, he slid his hands up and started feeling Sharon's breasts. She didn't even try to stop him. John laughed and said to Joe "I always knew she had some tits but these babies are bigger and softer then I thought". Then John said to Sharon "You like have a real man's hands on your tits, don't you". Sharon remained silent. John said in a stern voice "Answer me". Sharon seemed to go into a completely submissive mode and said "Yes John". Then he put his finger under her chin and told her to give him a big kiss. She looked to her husband and he quietly said "There's nothing I can do". Then John pulled her face to his and they kissed. I wasn't watching them, I was watching Joe and his face was white with humiliation. I was loving it. 

My attention went back to John and Sharon when I heard John say "Feel how hard my cock is". Then he put Sharon's hand over his zipper. Then he said "You keep rubbing that thing babe, I've got other things to do". He let go of her hand and she left it there. John again felt her breasts and then started unbuttoning her dress. Sharon cried more but didn't say or do anything to stop him. It was as if she had completely resigned herself to her fate. There was no sympathy from me. 

John unbuttoned her dress down to her waist and then pushed it off of her shoulders and down her arms until it hung down from the belt around her waist. John mentioned that he had never seen a bra before that had that many snaps. He opened them one at a time until the bra snapped loose. It too was pushed off of her shoulders and dropped to the floor between them. Our audience seemed to approve of seeing Sharon's rather large breasts. Everyone except Joe. John kissed and slobbered over her boobs while telling Joe how nice and soft they were. 

John's next move was to unbuckle her belt and push her dress over her hips. It fell in a pile around her feet. Sharon just stood there staring at a spot on the floor. I couldn't believe it. She was wearing panty hose and granny panties under them. Then John said to her "Get those things off". Joe finally got some courage and said "Now this is going too far". John told him to shut up and started toward him. Sharon now spoke up and said "No! I'll do it just leave him alone". John stopped.

Sharon slowly pulled her pantyhose off. John immediately slipped his hand down the front of her panties and said to Joe "Look, I've got your wife's pussy in my hand and I think she likes it". Joe said nothing. Then John pushed her panties down and took them off of her. Sharon certainly was in need of a good trim. She was pretty hairy. John threw Sharon's panties to Joe and ordered him to put them on. He told him that since he was the pussy of the house he should wear them. We all watched while Joe dropped his pants and underwear and put Sharon's panties on. I loved it.

John turned his attention back to Sharon who was now completely naked. Even I was impressed with her figure. Her boobs sagged but there wasn't an ounce of fat on her anywhere else. John shoved his hand between her legs an announced to everyone "The little sluts wet", "I think she wants fucked". John looked to me and asked "Do you mind if I fuck this little slut honey"? I answered "I'm looking forward to it" Sharon glared at me and said "How could you"? Then she said to John "Please I've never had anyone but my husband". John answered "That's about to change". 

John said that someone needed to lick her pussy to get it ready. (apparently she wasn't as wet as he had said) He looked at Joe but Bernie spoke up and said he would do it because he loved eating pussy. John told him to go for it. Bernie pulled her over to the couch and stuck his head between her legs. John made sure to point out to Joe that another man was enjoying his wife's pussy. We all (except Joe) cheered Bernie on. Sharon just laid there on her back with her hands covering her face. 

After several minutes John said that was enough and told Sharon to come over to him. She seemed happy to get away from Bernie. I looked over to Joe and said "If you have a camera, get it". Joe didn't move until John yelled "Do what the lady says" and he scurried out of the room. He returned with an expensive digital camera. The fitst picture I took was of Joe in Sharon's panties. Then I took a few of Sharon nude. I made her stand naked by each guy in the room and took her picture. The look in her eyes of pure hatred was precious.

John ordered Sharon to get on her knees. She did and John stood in front of her. He first told her to rub his cock. Again she did as she was told. John made sure to tell Joe that her hands felt good on his cock and then said "I think her mouth will feel even better". Sharon spoke saying "Please John, I don't do that", "I've never done that", "I can't do that". John told her to shut up and open his pants. She undid his belt and button then what I thought was a nice touch, he had her pull his zipper down with her teeth. Then he had her pull his pants and underwear down to his knees. 

My husbands cock was only an inch from her nose. Then he slapped her across the face with it several times before ordering her to kiss it. Sharon reluctantly leaned forward and kissed it lightly then pulled back and said "I can't do that". John grabbed a handful of hair and said "you will do what I say" and ordered her to kiss it again. Sharon leaned forward and started kissing it. Then he told her to lick his balls. She did. Then he told her to open up and and he slipped his cock past her lips. He made sure to tell Joe that his wife was a great "cocksucker". He told Joe that he would cum in her mouth but he wanted to "fuck" her first. 

With that, he pulled out of her mouth. He told her to get on her hands and knees. Then he moved behind her and rammed his cock into her to the hilt. He pulled her long hair until her head was up. He said he wanted her looking at her pathetic husband while another man fucked her. I got some good pictures of that. Then I saw something that I didn't like at all. Sharon seemed to be enjoying having John pound her from behind. Sharon asked John not to cum in her and that was the last thing he did before pulling out. Then John walked around so he was in front of her and told her to lick his slimy half hard cock clean. To my surprise she did it without protest. 

Then John looked at the guys still there watching and asked "Anyone else want a turn with her"? Bernie quickly jumped up and said "I do". John told him to take her to the bedroom. Bernie pulled Sharon behind him and left the room. The rest of us stayed. John tortured Joe by telling him that Sharon seemed to love having his cock in her and saying what a good fuck she was. I snuck out with the camera to get a picture of Bernie fucking Sharon. 

Ten minutes later, Bernie came back and Gary left. When Gary returned, Jeff went to her. John was sure to mention that Joe's "whore" wife was taking on all comers. Jeff returned with a big smile on his face and said "Wow, that bitch can fuck". John went and returned with Sharon in hand. She seemed a bit wobbly on her feet after taking four hard cocks.

John announced that her pussy was too sloppy to fuck again and ordered Sharon back to her knees. We watched while she gave him a blow job. John came in her mouth and ordered to swallow every drop. She made faces and gagged but did it. Then we all sat around enjoying a few drinks while the other three guys took turns using her mouth. Jeff came all over her face and that made a good picture. 

Gary said that he wanted to fuck her one more time. He was mounting her as John and I left. 

For the first time in years, I felt like we had gotten our money's worth.