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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will break you some background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a repository. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thickheaded Brown University hair that flows down below her shoulder joint. Her breasts are prominent, replete, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each titty is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding hard tit. Her tight stomach is flat and her ass is hard and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small expanse of hair above her button. Her pussy lips are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a peak when she gets stir.

I, on the former hand, am a tall, slight, mean looking guy, but I always keep myself in good form. My outflank attribute was my peter. I am over nine inch long and am very thick, all the way to the protuberant mushroom-like head. What my wife, and other woman, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the tightest kettle of fish.

This story is true, with some alterations like public figure and date. I also took some liberty to combine some experiences so the level would not trail on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this report has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

This is a level about my wife, Carole, being held confined and raped. Be forewarned.

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Carole was working for a pornography producer, music director, and her job that day was to be a fluffer, to just keep all the men hard and ready for the next scene. When she left the great warehouse, it was dark outdoor and she had parked her car across the parking lot where the lighting was bad.

She unlocked the car door and climbed into the driver's seat. Immediately, she was grabbed from behind. Startled, she jumped and tried to scream but a heavy hired hand was over her mouth. Then she felt a tongue come up to her throat. The man in the backseat, behind her, said,"If you scream, I will defeat you. realise ?"

Carole nodded slowly.

"Good. Do what I tell you to do or I will cut your throat. empathize ?"

Again, she nodded.

"rise back here with me,"the man instructed. The man held the knife close to her throat as Carole climbed between the two movement seats into the back. The man reached up and unlocked the remainder of the room access and three more men got in the car. The man in the driver's fundament started the car and backed out of the parking space. The man in the face passenger seat turned and, with a huge smile on his face, stared at her.

Carole was in the middle of the backseat with a large man on both incline of her. The man lowered the tongue to her ribs and smiled."This is going to be fun,"the man in the front passenger hindquarters said.

The man to her right took storage area of her head and turned her human face towards him."Yes, it is,"the man said right into her face. Carole was terrified.

The man with the knife reached up and grabbed the neckline of her t-shirt. With abruptness and index, he yanked down on the shirt, ripping it down the front.

Carole was not wearing a bra, so when the shirt was ripped, her tits bounced. The man yanked down again, completing the action, ripping her shirt all the way down the front man."wellspring, look at these fucking bag,"the man said."They are as nice as I thought."

At the Same metre, the man on her right turned Carole's face to his and he kissed her, forcefully. She didn't respond, which upset him."Bitch, osculate me right,"the man said, slapping her severely across the look. He kissed her again. She kissed him back.

For next several bit, the two men in the backseat kissed her and mauled her titmouse. Carole didn't have any choice but to let them do whatever they wanted.

She didn't know where they were when they finally parked the car. The men pulled her out and tug her into a gravid building. They led her up some stair and into a large office quad. The room was full of men. As soon as she was in the room, all the talking stopped. The room went dead quiet. Then they started to surround her. Still, no one spoke. She couldn't go anywhere as the men started to give in and relate her.

As one man lifted his paw up and grabbed her right tit. From behind her, a man pulled what remained of her shirt off her back. Hands came in from every direction. Her arms were grabbed and held as her drawers were unsnapped and pulled down.

Now naked, she was pushed back and forth in the middle of the chemical group of men. Someone slapped her ass and she spun around. Then another man slapped her ass. She spun around again. Then a man slapped her right across the breast. Then it happened again ... and again ... and again. She tried to cover herself from the abuse, but she couldn't. The men moved closer in on her and the slapping continued. Her ass and tits were targeted, but then soul slapped her across the face. She started to cry.

The men picked her up and carried her over to a sturdy wooden tabular array. She was knack over onto the mesa, face down. Her branch were pulled to the side and roach were tied around her wrist joint. The ropes ran up to the far side of the table and her arms were perpetrate tight, stretched out. The other oddment of the ropes were secured to the mesa legs on the far side. At the same time, her ankles where tied to the tush of the tabular array legs.

bent grass over the tabular array and securely bounce, she continued to cry. She was terrified and completely spread and exposed. She looked back to see that the men were all strip down. The first naked man was walking up behind her. The let out a loud gasp as the man roughly penetrated her pussy.

"Oh, yeah,"the man panted, as he grabbed onto her hip and started to ride her. It didn't take him long before he came inside her. When he pulled out of her, he slapped her ass and laughed. The next man entered her a back later.

deuce-ace men later, the man placed his cock at the tight entry to her ass."I'm gon na really enjoy this,"he said, and pushed slowly forward. Carole let out a little squeal as the man pushed passed her mingy anal doughnut and popped inside her.

For the succeeding hour, man after man raped her. Some used her pussy and some her ass, but they all came inside her. There was nothing she could do. She was helpless.

Sometime during the initial rape, More men showed up. Each of them, as they arrived, dropped their pants and joined the line. When one man got up to her for his turn, he asked,"Which hole has been used more ?"

"What ? Afraid of sloppy twentieths ?"another man laughed.

"More like thirtieths,"said another.

"Oh, hell, I guess it doesn't matter,"the man behind her said, ramming his cock up her ass.

A couple hours later, the men stopped. One of the men untied her arms, but then retied them behind her back. He untied her ankles and pulled her up onto her feet. Carole was dizzy and almost collapsed. The man slapped her grueling across the face."Wake the fuck up,"he said."We still have design for you."He pushed her over against a bulwark. When he let go of her, she fell to the floor.

The man grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up into a seated position, with her spine against the wall. Then he yelled,"surface your rima oris bitch."The man shoved his cock into her back talk and started to face-fuck her. Carole tried to relax her throat as the man pushed his tool trench with each thrusting. With her head against the wall, there was nowhere to go and the man's hammer drove roughly down her throat with each violent stab.

Carole could tell he was about to burst, when he pulled his cock out of her mouth. He shot his payload right onto her face. When he was done, he laughed and called her a whore.

The line reformed, this time to fuck her throat. Over an 60 minutes later, she was covered with cum. She had swallowed encumbrance of it, but many of the men shot their wads onto her face or her tits. Dried cum was caked all over her and new cum ran down her face and her chest.

Finally, it stopped. Or so she thought.

A couplet instant later, she was pulled to her substructure and pushed into an adjoining room and onto a bed. A man climbed on top of her. Exhausted, she passed out.

When she woke up, her arms were unshackled, but a enceinte smelly man was on top of her fucking her. The man grunted as he came inside her and then got up.

Another man climbed onto the bed, replacing him. She winched as the man pushed his dick into her. Her pussy was very sore. The man didn't take long before he added his sperm to her already full pussy and climbed off her.

The next man in line climbed on top of her and started to fuck her. Suddenly, he stopped thrusting and pushed himself up. He looked down at her face and then down at her breast. He got an vicious look on his face as he moved down a piffling and took her compensate nipple into his mouth and bit down hard. Carole cried out. The man laughed and bit down again. Then he bit a nipple and pulled up on it and held it with his teeth. He continued to squeeze into her, making her tit move and pull hard against the tit still between the man's tooth. It hurt terribly.

Suddenly, he stopped fucking her again and for the succeeding respective minutes, he continued to bite both her boob, leaving gull all over them. Then he went back to fucking her. Several of them men after him did the same to her. She cried as they bit into her tit flesh, but they were relentless.

Carole's rape continued for respective more time of day. Some of the men turned her over and ass-raped her. Some of the men fucked her doggy-style. Some of the men double-teamed her, one in the pussy and one in the ass. Her ass was spanked. Her tits were slapped and bit. Her fount was slapped and tongue on.

Eventually, men stopped coming into the room she was in and she was left all alone. When she realized no more men were in the elbow room with her, she listened intently for several moment before getting out of bed. She peered out the room access and saw that most of the men had left and that the ones still there were all passed out ... drunkard or high.

Terrified, she slowly crept passed the sleeping men and then snuck down the stairs. She couldn't see her wearing apparel and she wasn't going to look around to find them. Completely nude, she ran down the street and hid in some bushes in a modest park. She fell asleep.

Early the next morning, she woke up to a man standing over her. The man, in shorts and a t-shirt, was obviously a jogger."You okay ?"he asked her, trying to look at her face and not down at her naked body. Carole didn't reply. Scared, she tried to cover herself and stood up.

The man moved up closer to her. Carole moved back away from him, still scared and confused."It's okay,"the man said, taking his shirt off."Here,"he said, handing it to her."Put this on."Carole put on the T-shirt and slowly came out of the bushes.

"Come on, let's get you out of here,"the Jogger said. He escorted her back to his car."We should call the police force,"he said. Carole didn't say anything, but shook her head, ‘ no.'The Jogger tried to persuade her, but she just declined each meter."Where should I take up you ?"he asked in the car.

"Take me to your situation,"Carole finally spoke.

"What ? You sure ?"She nodded."Ah, I'm not trusted that is a thoroughly estimation,"the Jogger said.

"Please,"she begged.

"Okay,"he finally acquiesced.

The Jogger took her to his apartment and let her in. He showed her where the lavatory was and told her she could clean up. She shocked him as she looked into his face and pulled the T-shirt up and off. This was the first he could see her in full light. She was beautiful and sexy, but at the moment she looked nasty. Her hair was matted with sweat and cum. Her face was bruised and streaked with dried sperm. Her big knocker were covered with bite marks and bruises. Some were suck stigma, but others were bruise from the vicious slapping they had taken. Cum threaded across her chest and her stomach. When she turned around to get in the exhibitor, he saw that her ass was covered with hand print that were turning into bad bruises as well.

A half-hour later, she reemerged from the bathroom. Again, to his surprise, she was totally naked. She stood directly in front of him and looked at him. Embarrassed, he tried to front away."You don't like what you see ?"Carole asked and then started sobbing.

"Of course, I do,"he replied, confused."But you are married,"he said lamely,"and you have just been abused and hurt."

"But you can't even expression at me,"she sobbed."I am so ugly now."She sat down on the couch future to him and cried.

Not knowing what to do, the Jogger put his arm over her articulatio humeri. She leaned into him. After several minutes, her shortness of breath dwindled. Exhausted, she laid down on his lap and fell asleep.

It was hard for the man. Here was this sexy naked woman laying with her head in his lap. She had just been raped. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't help but flavour at her nakedness. She was beautiful and he was very charm to match her, but he didn't. He struggled with himself.

She moved slightly. Her head came to rest directly on top of his shaft. It twitched and started to temper. He couldn't stop it. Carole woke up and could experience it move. She rolled her promontory and looked up at his font. She smiled. They both knew he had a raging hard-on.

She brought her hand up to his zipper and took wait of the pull tab."wait,"the Jogger said, gasping and reaching down to stop her. She gently moved his mitt away and pulled the zipper out-of-doors. Reaching in, she pulled the man's dick out. He stared down wide-eyed as Carole lifted her head sufficiency to run his short down a petty and pull his cock out completely. She smiled back up at him. Then she licked it.

"Oh, God,"he gasped. Carole rolled further over and took the man's hard rod into her mouth.

A minute later, he had his hand on the cover of her head teacher as she moved her mouth up and down his foresighted shaft."Oh, my God,"the man kept repeating. She took more and more of him into her mouth and down her throat. Then he burst."Oh, my God, yeah,"he gasped as she gulped and swallowed his hot load.

She let him end up in her sassing, sucking continuously on his twitching cock until she had drained the live on trivial bit of cum from the diaphysis. Then she sat up next to him.

"Can you deal me home, now ?"she asked him.

The man just looked at her and laughed."Sure,"he said."What's your name and where do you live ?"he asked.

Carole selected a long t-shirt to wear as a forgetful wearing apparel and then gave him the speech. He drove her home.

I heard the car come up the drive and met them at the threshold."Where have you been ? I was worried ?"I said, hugging my wife. I looked at the man with her."semen on in,"I said."What happened ?"I asked Carole again.

The Jogger followed us nervously into the keep elbow room."I should go now,"the man said.

"No, await a minute,"I told him commandingly. A little frightened by my note, he stopped and just stood there.

"semen in and sit down,"I told them both. I sat Carole on the couch next to me and the man in one of the other chairs."What happened ?"I repeated.

Carole told us the narrative. She sobbed the integral way through. The early man was very nervous when she got to the end of the news report, but she left off the cock sucking she had given him.

"Are you okay ?"I said, looking at her bruise face."Let me see."

Carole knew what I meant and didn't hesitate. She stood and pulled the long t-shirt off over her head."diddly-squat,"I said, under my breathing spell, when I saw her bruised body.

The Jogger looked aghast. He was confused and astonished that I just told my wife to get naked in front of him.

"crook around,"I told her. She turned to front the Jogger and I looked at her bruised back and ass."They really worked you over,"I said."How many men had sex with you ?"I asked.

"I don't know,"she said and started to cry.

I stood and turned her back around to face me."It's okay,"I told her, comfortingly, as I hugged her."It's okay. I don't matter how many did."I slid my hired man down to her ass and cupped her right wing cheek."It's only sex,"I said, to the early man's amazement."You will be all right. I'll call the Doctor and we will go see him tomorrow. You will be just fine."

She started to slow her shout."You still do it me ?"she asked.

"Of course, I do,"I told her, squeezing her ass."Why would I stop loving you ? I like it when you get fucked by other men. Silly."I pulled her aspect up to look into mine."It doesn't matter that you were fucked,"I said with a grinning."I don't like that they beat you up, but the sex is fine. Okay ?"

"Okay,"she said, wiping her eyes.

I looked over at the disconcert man."You fuck her too ?"I asked him."It's okay if you did. Just curious."

"No,"Carole answered for him."He was the perfect tense man, so I gave him a blowjob."She smiled and laughed a little.

"fountainhead, good for you,"I told her, smiling back at her."So, why don't you do that again before he leaves ?"

"okey,"she said. She turned and walked over to the other man.

He watched in amazement as she obediently got down on her knees in front man of him. She reached up and unzipped his pants. Then she looked up into his centre as she took his ragging difficult cock out his pants and kissed the head. He stared into her heart as she started licking up and down the shaft of light. He let out a long sigh when she finally took his hammer into her backtalk and started sucking.

Carole gave him an outstanding blowjob that ended with him exploding into her oral fissure. She made a big mess out of swallowing his load and then smiling back up at him."I really like the way your cum perceptiveness,"she told him.

"My go,"I said, waving her over to me. She turned and crawled on her hands and knees over to me. My pants were already down and I was stroking my hard cock. She took it from me."Suck my glob,"I told her. Carole popped one into her mouth and rolled it around with her clapper as she continued to stroke me with her hand.

The other man stayed and watched as she deep-throated my long thick cock. She drank my cum. After I was finished with her, I got up and led him to the door. I thanked him and shook his hand.

The next day, I took her to see the doctor. The Doctor had seen her before and knew what she was ... a submissive loose woman. After various trial run and waiting a couple days for results, I took her back to his office."She is very well,"the Doctor said."Just some bruising. That will go away after a while."

"Thanks, Doc,"I said, shaking his manus, thankful she was given a strip billhook of health.

"So about my peak,"the Doctor said, looking down at Carole. He licked his lips.

I smiled and said,"This weekend ?"

"All weekend,"the Doc said.

"Agreed,"I said."Bring her to you Friday after work."

I took my wife nursing home and fucked her hard. That Fri, I dropped her off at the Doctor's post. He later told me that she performed beautifully .