***Disclaimer : This write up has strong nonconsent themes. I do not condone any of these deed in veridical sprightliness and this is a dark fantasy - nada lupus erythematosus, nada more. ***

Miranda awoke in a large shipping container about 8 by 40 foot long. That 's all she knew as she came to from whatever he 'd drugged her with. Miranda Henry Wheeler Shaw was a beautiful 23-year-old girl. She was 5'4, slim almost to the gunpoint of petite, with long, charcoal-dark hair, brown oculus, pale skin, and perfectly shaped breast which were neither too small nor too big.

Jake G. B. Shaw, Miranda 's married man, was her inverse in so many ways. He was built like a man 's man. Tall and sturdy, muscle rippled across his iron-hard soma of 6'4. His tight fag could usually be counted on to make Miranda salivate, especially when he was n't wearing anything below the shank. If Miranda was touchy, like wisps of silk, then Jake Josh Billings was all triple-forged sword. He sported a soot-colored night beard with a crescent cicatrice near the stern of his left cheek, and right now he was staring at her with those intense grizzly center.

Miranda was used to seeing those gray eyes warm to liquid silver whenever they turned in her focusing, but not now. No. And it was all her faulting.

Something very different burned in those eyes just now. wrath. Betrayal. Rage.

'' HOW LONG ? '' His voice rang out in the shipping container like a judge shouting out a guilty verdict.

She tried to answer but could n't. She could hardly even prompt. The slender little girl was completely bare. He 'd plug up her pretty mouth with a cock-shaped Ball gag fastened to her jaw. Her beseeching center did n't seem to move him at all. Shackles around her ankles were anchored to big iron mob attached to the shipping container 's floor. They forced her branch all-inclusive apart, exposing her helpless, tantalizing, smoothly-shaved cunt. At the same time her shackled wrists were hoisted by string high-pitched above her head, each chemical chain strung to iron mob set along the container 's ceiling.

'' PLLSSSS ! ''

Let me explain. Please, Jake !

That was what she wanted to say, but of course she couldn't—not with that amazing gag stuffing her mouth…and now it was too late. The legal injury had been done, and it had clearly gouged deep into the heart of this man who loved her. Or was it 'had'loved her ?

Jake was naked and in his hand he held a five-tailed party whip with a braided handgrip and plaited tips. He swished the whip idly back and Forth, paying attention and yet still clearly enraged.

'' How long have you been sleeping with Gospel According to Matthew ? ``

Matthew, her escort. She closed her eyes. Her affection sank. It was exactly what she 'd feared. He knew. Oh god…

'' Shall we take a feeling ? Shall I remind you of what you 've done ? '' He picked up a remote and looked across at a pedestal with a monitoring device and Blu-ray player on top of it. He pressed a button and the sieve came to liveliness.

A hotel suite, sumptuously furnished, appeared in the background. A lush queen-sized bed with gold sail filled up most of the way. A gorgeous brunette knelt on those golden sheet, on her hands and knees as she faced the hidden photographic camera. She was naked, her chest shaking with the force of the man who 'd inserted his putz in her warm, slippery, and more-than-willing sex. As the man fucked her from behind, the girl moaned louder. The mattress jostled back and Forth with the force of their coupling. The forte slap sounds continued each prison term the man 's crotch slammed into the girl 's sexy ass. The man reached around, cupping one breast as he fucked her.

The girl squealed with luxuria. `` Yes, baby, be intimate this slit. OH Saint Matthew, fuck my fiddling pussy raw. Stretch my slit. Give me a child ! Oh god ! Oh screwing ! Fuck me ! ``

Miranda closed her eyes with an fearful tone as the video of her and Matthew making love continued to trifle in front of her. Jake muted the sound. Now he stepped up to her, lifting her chin with one finger. `` That image and those language will forever be seared into my brain, gripe. Forever. ``

Tears momentarily sprang into her husband 's eyes. `` Why, Miranda ? Why ? ! '' The rhetorical inquiry hung like anguish in the air.

What made it all that much bad was that she and Jake had been trying for a babe for month. That she was fucking another man without protection—willing to cuckold Jake—perhaps that was what put Jake 's ire over the sharpness. She had been willing to layer one level of deception on top of another, leave to let Jake help her raise a child that might not be truly theirs.

With a blunt regard, Jake unfastened the ball gag and let it dangle to Miranda 's neck.

'' Please Jake, it 's not what you think ! '' she sputtered.

'' Oh ? '' Jake 's regard dimmed even more. Suddenly he flicked his wrist, and the party whip 's tendrils lashed out, smacking squarely across Miranda 's slender strobile as she cried out.

'' AAYY ! ! Please Jake, let me explain. '' Her moderately cheek crumpled for a moment. `` I did n't mean to… Matthew and I were just with each early all the meter while you were on your byplay trips. As my bodyguard, he was just always there, always watching over me. It was n't something that we consciously chose to do. It just form of gradually…happened. I never wanted to hurt you, Jake. Please, you have to conceive me ! ``

There was another loud WHOOSH of the whip, and this time the five tendrils lashed at her exposed sex.

'' AAAY ! '' She cried out as those tendrils barely missed her clit. Then he walked up to her, gently stroking her sex instead. For a brief, valued sentence, his digit were like a ointment on her snatch, caressing her joy nub.

'' It…'just happened'Miranda ? Did it 'just happen'that you were okay fucking Matthew without a condom, having his youngster instead of mine ? Was that unplanned too ? Or did you simply not even worry ? '' Jake leaned forward and pressed his backtalk to Miranda 's, his natural language exploring her mouth in a long, burning buss which she returned with a groan. Suddenly he pulled back with a shiver.

'' I remember when giving you delight and joy was the one thing in the worldly concern that mattered most to me, Miranda. And what did you do ? You threw it back in my brass. You fucked another man behind my back. '' He leaned in, his eyes terrifying even as his finger's breadth rubbed her sex with deceptive affection. `` Well estimate what, you little prostitute ? Now you 're going to get exactly what you deserve. ``

What she deserved ? What did that mean ? Thoughts whirled and raced through her mind as Jake drew back and banged on the side of meat of the transport container with his fist. Five men dressed all in black walked inside. All five began to immediately discase, leaving their apparel in a pot along the far face of the shipping container until they were naked. All were pleasant-tasting specimens of the male race.

'' Sven, Radic, Viktor, Baen, and Felipe, I 'd like you to fit my back-stabbing slovenly woman of a wife, Miranda. ``

Miranda'eye widened as she saw the five men with their foresighted, thickly rooster standing at tending in a half-circle before her. Four of the men looked Russian or Eastern European, and Felipe was definitely a Spaniard. Sven was the biggest of the bunch, with his plane head, tree-trunk thick biceps, and his putz engorged had to be just over 10 inches.

Baen had a crew cut, and he was possibly the most handsome of the group, although not quite as mesomorphic. Radic and Viktor were definitely Slavic language in appearance, with rugged features, and Felipe ? The Spaniard had seductive greenish-brown eyes and a more angular boldness, his frame less bulky than the others. All five men 's gaze caressed her naked material body with a hunger that left Miranda 's mouth completely dry.

'' Please, Jake. You do n't feature to do this. We can ferment this out. Jake, I still love you. You 're my husband ! Jake, please ! ''

Jake stepped back, his eyes still cooler than day-old ashes. He gestured toward the mattress which had been thrown in the nearest corner of the merchant vessels container. Beside it sat a closed duffle bag bag.

'' There are plenty of sex toy dog in the bag, gentlemen. Indulge yourselves at this squawk 's disbursement. Make for sure she suffers. I want her fucked in all her holes. Other than that, anything goes…and I literally mean ANYTHING. ''

Sven, the leader with the plane pass, came toward her first. He turned back toward Jake at the last moment.

'' glad to hold Sir, but do you take care if I make a suggestion ? ``

'' Go ahead, '' Jake said.

'' In my experience there are few things more sensitive than a lady friend 's breasts under the lash of a whip. And there are few affair more exquisite than feeling a girl writhe with your cock inside of her. '' He pointed at the whiplash, and then slid his gaze to Miranda 's breasts.

'' Would you be so kind as to whip this slattern while I fuck her ? ``

Jake seemed a petty surprised at the suggestion, but he nodded.

Sven suddenly knelt between the daughter 's legs, lapping at her puss with his greedy tongue. Miranda closed her heart, biting her lip to suffocate the moan that wanted to mouse out.

'' Please Jake. Uhh ! Please, think about what you 're doing. I 'm no-good for what I did, Jake. I never wanted to hurt you. I 'll do anything to make it up to you, mollycoddle. Please ! ''

Miranda 's language died like moths hit by a hurricane as Sven 's tongue stroked along her flyspeck mettle bundle, creating a tight sunburn trench in her loins. Her cunt clenched up, her belly clenched up, and she felt a wetness start to constitute between her thighs as Sven started getting through to her. His glossa dove deeper, exploring her flaccid, soon-to-be slippery folds, and his hands gently cupped her beautiful young ass. The sounds of his aloud slurps and sucks filled the shipping container while Miranda looked down, helpless to end the lustfulness building inside of her. Meanwhile, she remained all too cognisant of the four early men with rigid hard-on all eagerly saluting her nakedness.

Was Jake really going to let all these men fuck her and bedevil her ? Oh god. Had she really driven him over the boundary with her unfaithfulness ? Her mind raced, trying to number up with the in good order thing to say. What would calm his ire, though ? What discussion could ease what she had done ?

'' Jake, I love you. I know it 's hard to see that now, but it 's ... aaahhhh…it 's dependable. '' She tried to ignore Sven 's clapper as it kept caressing her kitty-cat, sliding along her vaginal backtalk like an awful tease before stroking her clit with renewed vigor.

'' Please Jake. ''

She thought she saw a twinge of dubiety in Jake 's eyes, but then it vanished.

'' Quiet, minuscule bawd. I wo n't mind to your Lie. '' As he said this, he flicked his carpus and the whip came slamming across her chest.

'' AAAHHH ! ! '' Miranda groaned as the whipping continued, a metric cadence that followed a predictable shape. The whoosh of the leather, her muscles tensing up for the blow, and then her flyspeck flesh writhing in her bonds as the sting smote her tits. Only the distractions of Sven 's skillful tongue inside her cunt and licking at her clit kept her from losing her mind.

SMACK.

'' AAYY ! Please Jake ! Stop ! Please, '' she begged.

Now Sven turned back and raised a hand, just so Jake knew that he was about to stand up. Jake waited until Sven had walked around behind Miranda 's prone manikin. Then his hands gently cupped Miranda 's bosom, wresting a groan from her throat as his palms cupped the supple, soon-to-be tender build. Now Sven 's big hands slid down to her hips. He kept one hired man on her hip and pulled her buns back towards him until he had the stark Angle to thrash his turncock into her exposed pussy from behind. He reached around with one hand, rubbing her clitoris even as he eased his bulbous cock-head between her labia, sinking his shaft into her slick, fuddled vagina.

'' Uhhh ! ! ! '' he groaned appreciatively and began to pop a rhythm, pulling his cock halfway out and then slamming himself forward, impaling her hard with a tireless, disconnected rhythm of ass.

The sound of the whip returned. Jake 's powerful arm lashed forward, and with it that five-tailed whip smacked harshly against her white meat. If this had been a really whip, one designed for farm animal, then the beautiful girl 's breasts would experience already been covered with angry medal of wale. Fortunately for Miranda, the whip was a sex toy, and though the tendrils stung something awful, they did n't go forth a mark. At least not yet.

'' Ahhh ! '' Miranda groaned as she felt Sven 's putz sliding board deeply inside her wetness. The bulky Russian clearly enjoyed the vicelike grip of her bitch squeezing the whole length of his beam of light each meter the smacking of the whip against her tits had her squirming and squealing.

'' Oh, yes, you sexy bitch. Keep writhing on my dick. That feels like heaven, '' Sven growled. He slid his hands along her articulatio coxae and held her fast, looking down at their enjoined dead body as he fucked her furiously, his cock sliding easily in and out of her deaden sex. The trueness was, as awing and humiliating as this felt, the cock drilling her cunt and grazing her inner walls with so many decadent sense had started enslaving Miranda to obscene desires she did n't want to acknowledge.

The succeeding fifteen minutes were a blur of infliction and delight for the missy. Her slender, feminine figure flailed each clip the whip smote her boob. Each prison term that happened, her snatch clenched around Sven 's putz, milking his clod towards tone ending. Despite the onrush of input assaulting her brain, Miranda managed to conceive, to focus her mind on the problem ; how could she win back her enraged husband 's affection ? Or at least make the hurting hold on ?

Suddenly she had an approximation.

Sven 's shaft slammed rich into her snatch, only his testicles showing as he sheathed himself in her build. The girlfriend could feel his cock straining inside her. He was going to occur soon, to gush inside of her. She did n't need that.

'' Please Jake, do n't let him total inside me, '' she moaned. `` You do n't want him to get me pregnant. I do n't want to experience any nestling but yours, Jake. Please ! ``

But her reminder backfired on her. Jake 's locution turned even sorry. He lashed the lash with even more force across her breasts.

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! ! ``

Jake bellowed, `` You should own thought of that before you let St. Matthew have sex you without shelter, bitch. As I said before, I am no longer going to listen to your Lie. '' The future slash smote her supple cones with a special cruelness that definitely came from Jake 's sense of being betrayed. Two thin, red stripes sprouted across the girl 's beautiful white meat, and Miranda realized that her Word were only enraging Jake even more. If he kept hitting her like that, her breasts were going to be Sir Thomas More than just tender and sore. So instead she shut her backtalk, just groaning and tensing up with each lash of the whip, with each plunge of Sven 's cock.

Sven leaned over, licking the position of her neck as his cock speared up towards her uterus with a serial publication of shtup so furious that his orchis jostled back and forth in a fuzz of motion.

'' Almost there, kick. Uh ! Uhh ! ! UH ! ! ! ! Almost ready to fill your snatch, '' Sven growled. He reached up with both hands, cupping and squeezing Miranda 's breasts as the moment of truth came. Miranda wailed as Sven 's cauterise hands touched her overly spiritualist boob, then groaned as she felt that prick twitching madly inside her slippery, pungent sex. Her cunt filled with the viscous, slimy cum shooting out of Sven 's cock until his puff up orchis finally stilled, his motility stilling as he just lay pressed up against her back, his putz enfolded in her warmheartedness.

He waited, relishing the hug of her snatch around his humanness, until at last he pulled out. His manhood was shiny with their combined fluids. The odour of sex hung heavily in the air. Miranda 's head sagged forward. She was panting, huffing loudly. The girl desperately wanted to say something, to make Jake see reason. But she did n't know what she could say. She tried not to opine about the awkward cum dribbling from between her thighs. The fille tried not to mean about the other four men with raging cock just waiting to throw their way with her side by side.

Sven walked up to Jake and put out his deal.

'' Shall I take over the whiplash ? ``

Jake nodded. `` Go ahead. I 'll stand back and watch. ``

Sven turned to the others, and Felipe took a footfall forward.

'' I 'll get hold of sloppy seconds. I want to bonk that pussycat, '' the Spaniard growled.

The Spaniard strode up to her. He cupped her mons pubis, enjoying the smooth flavour of her plane pubic area. He went from cupping her sex to drilling her pussy with two fingers, the slimy leftover cum making for the perfect lubrication as he finger-fucked her and watched the build-up of pleasure behind her eyes.

'' Please, '' Miranda sighed. If she could n't convert her husband to be merciful, maybe she could cause with these men instead. She had to try.

'' Please tell your ally not to flog me, '' Miranda begged. Felipe smiled, one manus stroking the side of her face as his other mitt kept finger-fucking her tainted sex.

'' Mmm. Tempting, but what do I get out of it ? '' he said playfully.

'' I 'll do whatever you want, '' Miranda said without intellection.

Felipe 's brow jerked up and then his eyes turned disgusting. `` Did you hear that, Sven ? This little slut will do ANYTHING I want to avoid the whip. That sounds toy with, does it not ? ``

Sven 's smile was low but amused. `` I think you should take the bitch up on her whirl. '' The other men 's chuckles voiced their agreement.

Felipe turned back to the sexy brunette, his lips teasing hers until he gave her a French kiss, leaving her breathless. At the rate his finger's breadth were hitting her g-spot and detrition along her interior, she was n't far from climax either. Now, sensing her climbing luxuria, he slipped his former paw to her sex, his fingers rubbing at her clitoris in a devastating series of caresses.

'' Ughhh ! ! '' Miranda moaned. Her pap beaded up. Oh god, her snatch was on ardour ! No… ! Her mind started to scatter…her organic structure responding to the Spaniard 's touch. Her leg muscle turned to jelly as all of her being got reduced to just the superstar along her button, inside her vile pussy, along her delicate labia as the man 's fingers did their work screwing and stroking, fucking and stroking… piece of tail and… oh god…

'' CUM for me, bitch. You know you want to, '' Felipe shouted.

Miranda 's hot, wily enactment made squelchy-wet sounds as it sucked at Felipe 's darting finger. This could n't be happening. Oh god. NO ! Miranda 's eyes widened as Felipe leaned over to taste one of her mammilla, sucking it hard and cryptic into his mouth until the new sensation torus through her aching tit like exquisite overrefinement.

'' CUM now or I tell Sven to whip you ! ``

Miranda whimpered and thrust her fork forward to meet the stab of Felipe 's digit. Anything but that awful whip. The lithe brunette moaned with touch sensation as she kept shoving her cunt to meet those furiously pumping fingers. Now she could n't barricade, the train was about to jump. Her mind…it might just explode.

'' OH GOD ! OHHH ! ! ! ``

Miranda 's slender feminine human body arched violently. Her eyes rolled back in her principal. She felt a million wizard exploding behind her eyelids as it happened. The Inferno in her loins erupted like lava spewing from a volcano. Her cunt emollient gushed onto the Spaniard 's fingers. Felipe felt the female child 's quim clutch up on those Lapp fingers as she writhed in pleasure to the clinking of chains. Finally, her fondness still hammering in her ribcage, Miranda slowly became mindful of her surroundings again. She saw Felipe 's glistening fingertips right in front of her face.

'' You came hard, beef. You gushed all over my finger's breadth like a cocotte. Now taste yourself. '' He inserted his fingers into her sass, and she sucked obediently. She was hyper-aware of Jake in the background, watching her. Some of his anger seemed to have dissipated, replaced by lust…and something else she could n't quite identify.

Now Felipe drew his fingers from between Miranda 's back talk with a grunt.

'' You have had your share of pleasure for the clip being. Now it is meter that you made serious on your promise. You want a respite from the whip ? Fine. You 'll get one. After I 'm done fucking your snatch, you are going to suck your fluids off my cock, and THEN you and I are going to spend some quality time on the mattress. I 'm going to lie back and let you do all the work, and do you recognize what you are going to do, crab ? ``

Miranda shuddered, afraid to ask. `` No, Sir. W-what ? ``

'' You 're going to lube up my putz with some nice thawing oil color and then put my dick in your ass and impale yourself on it and depend upon me. '' The way Miranda 's eyes widened, every man in the shipping container knew at the Lapp prison term ; this girl had never done anal before.

'' Please Sir, I 've never… '' She could n't even finish the sentence.

'' Never been fucked in the ass ? '' Felipe said brightly. `` Don't headache, slut. I 'm a good teacher, and I have a feeling you 'll be a warm learner. '' As he said this, the Spaniard walked behind her, spread her ass cheeks wide-cut, and positioned his cock-head between her vaginal rim, thrusting with yearn, easy throw as he began to know her.

Meanwhile Jake stalked up to her. His angry gaze held hers.

As Felipe 's stopcock slid through her interior, ricocheting inside her snatch in way that sent tingle up her sticker and had her mamilla beading up anew with lust, her betrayed hubby grasped her by front man of the neck, almost choking her.

'' Are you glad now, whore ? Now you have all the cock you can handle. That and more. ''

'' P-please Jake, '' she sputtered. `` I love you, '' she said, and now there were genuine tears in her eyes. She tried to ignore the ravishing sensations of Felipe 's prick continuing to pump her puss and just tried to sharpen on the man she still loved despite her unforgivable actions.

'' Ahhh ! This fornicatress 's slit is dripping-wet. She loves my cock, '' Felipe sighed. Her dentition rattled as he threw his hips forward for another pulverizing stroke.

Meanwhile, Miranda could only think : What am I going to do ? ? ?

Then it hit her, the one thing she could tell Jake that just might dampen his rage…

TO BE CONTINUED in PART 2…

source 's Note :

This is a fantasy, which by definition agency I would never want to see this chance in rattling life. When I write these fantasies I imagine myself as the miss being forced to give in, and that more than just turns me on. I write these stories because meekness, and the menace of dominance over me, is what stokes my libido like nothing else in the worldly concern. Whether you are a dominant or a submissive, I hope you feel that Sami rush. Life is too brusk not to ...

I will be updating this write up with a share 2 soon because I know cliffhangers can really suck. I hope you enjoyed it and if you did, I promise you 'll have more to front forward to…

~gaggedKitty