***Disclaimer : This history has impregnable nonconsent stem. I do not excuse any of these deed in very life and this is a dark fantasy - nothing LE, zippo more. ***

Miranda awoke in a large transportation container about 8 by 40 base long. That 's all she knew as she came to from whatever he 'd do drugs her with. Miranda Shaw was a beautiful 23-year-old girl. She was 5'4, slim almost to the point of petite, with foresighted, charcoal-dark hair, brown eyes, sick tegument, and perfectly shaped breasts which were neither too small nor too big.

Jake Shaw, Miranda 's married man, was her opponent in so many way of life. He was built like a man 's man. Tall and sturdy, brawniness rippled across his iron-hard physique of 6'4. His cockeyed butt could usually be counted on to do Miranda salivate, especially when he was n't wearing anything below the waistline. If Miranda was delicate, like wisps of silk, then Jake Shaw was all triple-forged sword. He sported a soot-colored dark whiskers with a crescent scar near the bottom of his left cheek, and right now he was staring at her with those intense hoar centre.

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

Something very unlike burned in those middle just now. ira. treachery. 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 incite. The slender girl was completely raw. He 'd punch up her pretty oral cavity with a cock-shaped ball gag fastened to her jaw. Her pleading eyes did n't seem to prompt him at all. trammel around her ankles were anchored to big iron anchor ring attached to the shipping container 's trading floor. They forced her legs wide apart, exposing her helpless, tantalizing, smoothly-shaved cunt. At the Lapp time her fettered wrists were hoisted by chain of mountains high above her head, each chain strung to iron gang set along the container 's ceiling.

'' PLLSSSS ! ''

Let me explain. Please, Jake !

That was what she wanted to say, but of course of instruction she couldn't—not with that awful gag stuffing her mouth…and now it was too recent. The price 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 hold and plaited summit. He swished the whip idly back and Forth, thoughtful and yet still clearly enraged.

'' How long have you been sleeping with Levi ? ``

Matthew, her bodyguard. She closed her oculus. Her heart sank. It was exactly what she 'd feared. He knew. Oh god…

'' Shall we take a look ? Shall I remind you of what you 've done ? '' He picked up a remote and looked across at a plinth with a monitor and Blu-ray player on top of it. He pressed a button and the projection screen came to life.

A hotel suite, sumptuously furnished, appeared in the background. A lush queen-sized bed with gold canvass filled up most of the room. A gorgeous brunette knelt on those golden sheets, on her hands and knees as she faced the concealed camera. She was naked, her breasts shaking with the violence of the man who 'd inserted his prick 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 River with the force of their coupling. The loudly smacking auditory sensation continued each time the man 's genitals slammed into the girlfriend 's sexy ass. The man reached around, cupping one knocker as he fucked her.

The daughter squealed with lecherousness. `` Yes, babe, fuck this pussy. OH St. Matthew, fuck my minuscule cunt raw. unfold my cunt. leave me a sister ! Oh god ! Oh fuck ! Fuck me ! ``

Miranda closed her center with an dread feeling as the video of her and Gospel According to Matthew making hump continued to play in battlefront of her. Jake muted the phone. Now he stepped up to her, lifting her chin with one finger's breadth. `` That paradigm and those words will forever be seared into my brain, kick. Forever. ``

binge momentarily sprang into her husband 's middle. `` Why, Miranda ? Why ? ! '' The rhetorical interrogation hung like anguish in the air.

What made it all that very much forged was that she and Jake had been trying for a baby for calendar month. That she was fucking another man without protection—willing to cuckold Jake—perhaps that was what put Jake 's anger over the edge. She had been willing to layer one spirit level of illusion on top of another, will to let Jake avail her call forth a kid that might not be truly theirs.

With a deadened gaze, 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 gaze dimmed even more. Suddenly he flicked his wrist, and the party whip 's tendrils lashed out, smacking squarely across Miranda 's supple retinal cone as she cried out.

'' AAYY ! ! Please Jake, let me explain. '' Her pretty face crumpled for a moment. `` I did n't mean to… Matthew and I were just with each former all the time while you were on your business head trip. As my escort, he was just always there, always watching over me. It was n't something that we consciously chose to do. It just sort of gradually…happened. I never wanted to hurt you, Jake. Please, you have to believe me ! ``

There was another loud whoosh of the whip, and this clock 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, cute prison term, his fingers were like a balm on her pussy, caressing her joy nub.

'' It…'just happened'Miranda ? Did it 'just come about'that you were okay fucking Saint Matthew the Apostle without a rubber, having his child instead of mine ? Was that unplanned too ? Or did you simply not even wish ? '' Jake leaned forward and pressed his back talk to Miranda 's, his lingua exploring her mouth in a long, burning osculation which she returned with a groan. Suddenly he pulled back with a shudder.

'' I remember when giving you pleasure and joy was the one thing in the world that mattered most to me, Miranda. And what did you do ? You threw it back in my side. You fucked another man behind my rear. '' He leaned in, his eye terrifying even as his fingerbreadth rubbed her sex with delusory warmness. `` fountainhead guess what, you little whore ? Now you 're going to get exactly what you deserve. ``

What she deserved ? What did that mean ? mentation whirled and raced through her nous as Jake drew back and banged on the side of the cargo ships container with his fist. Five men dressed all in black walked inside. All five began to immediately reave, leaving their wearing apparel in a heap along the far side of the cargo ships container until they were naked. All were delicious specimens of the male race.

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

Miranda'eyes widened as she saw the five men with their long, thick cocks standing at attention 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 lot, with his plane header, tree-trunk thick biceps, and his cock engorged had to be just over 10 inches.

Baen had a bunch cut, and he was possibly the most handsome of the group, although not quite as muscular. Radic and Viktor were definitely Slavonic language in visual aspect, with broken feature, and Felipe ? The Spaniard had seductive greenish-brown heart and a more angular cheek, his underframe less bulky than the others. All five men 's gazes caressed her raw image with a hunger that left Miranda 's mouth completely dry.

'' Please, Jake. You do n't throw to do this. We can work this out. Jake, I still love you. You 're my married man ! Jake, please ! ''

Jake stepped back, his center still cooler than day-old ash. He gestured toward the mattress which had been thrown in the near corner of the shipping container. Beside it sat a closed duffel bag.

'' There are plenty of sex toys in the bag, gentlemen. Indulge yourselves at this bitch 's expense. Make sure she suffers. I want her fucked in all her kettle of fish. Other than that, anything goes…and I literally mean ANYTHING. ''

Sven, the drawing card with the shave head, came toward her first. He turned back toward Jake at the last-place here and now.

'' felicitous to compel Sir, but do you mind if I make a proffer ? ``

'' Go ahead, '' Jake said.

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

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

Jake seemed a trivial surprised at the trace, but he nodded.

Sven suddenly knelt between the girl 's stage, lapping at her pussy with his greedy tongue. Miranda closed her eye, biting her lip to choke the groan that wanted to sneak out.

'' Please Jake. Uhh ! Please, think about what you 're doing. I 'm sorry for what I did, Jake. I never wanted to injure you. I 'll do anything to make it up to you, indulge. please ! ''

Miranda 's words died like moths hit by a hurricane as Sven 's tongue stroked along her flyspeck heart bundle, creating a miserly sunburn oceanic abyss in her loins. Her puss clenched up, her belly clenched up, and she felt a wetness showtime to work between her second joint as Sven started getting through to her. His tongue dove deeper, exploring her easygoing, soon-to-be slippery plication, and his hands gently cupped her beautiful young ass. The audio of his gaudy slurps and sucks filled the shipping container while Miranda looked down, helpless to block off the lustfulness building inside of her. Meanwhile, she remained all too aware of the four other men with set hard-on all eagerly saluting her nakedness.

Was Jake really going to let all these men fuck her and rack her ? Oh god. Had she really driven him over the edge with her infidelity ? Her mind raced, trying to get along up with the right affair to say. What would calm his choler, though ? What words could alleviate what she had done ?

'' Jake, I love you. I know it 's severely to see that now, but it 's ... aaahhhh…it 's true. '' She tried to discount Sven 's natural language as it kept caressing her pussy, sliding along her vaginal lips like an painful tease before stroking her clit with renewed vigor.

'' Please Jake. ''

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

'' Quiet, piddling whore. I wo n't listen to your lies. '' As he said this, he flicked his wrist and the whip came slamming across her chest.

'' AAAHHH ! ! '' Miranda groaned as the whipping continued, a measured metre that followed a predictable pattern. The whoosh of the leather, her muscles tensing up for the gust, and then her petite public figure writhing in her hamper as the sting smote her tits. Only the misdirection of Sven 's nice tongue inside her snatch and licking at her clitoris kept her from losing her head.

SMACK.

'' AAYY ! Please Jake ! diaphragm ! 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 flesh. Then his hands gently cupped Miranda 's breasts, wresting a groan from her throat as his palms cupped the supple, soon-to-be attendant flesh. Now Sven 's big hands slid down to her hips. He kept one manus on her hip and pulled her arse back towards him until he had the perfect Angle to mosh his shaft into her exposed pussy from behind. He reached around with one hand, rubbing her clit even as he eased his bulbous cock-head between her labia, sinking his shaft into her slip, smashed vagina.

'' Uhhh ! ! ! '' he groaned appreciatively and began to commence a rhythm, pulling his dick halfway out and then slamming himself forward, impaling her voiceless with a tireless, disconnected round of roll in the hay.

The phone of the whip returned. Jake 's muscular arm lashed forward, and with it that five-tailed whiplash smacked harshly against her breasts. If this had been a very party whip, one designed for farm animal, then the beautiful daughter 's titty would have already been covered with angry thread of welts. Fortunately for Miranda, the whip was a sex toy, and though the tendrils stung something fearsome, they did n't leave alone a home run. At to the lowest degree not yet.

'' Ahhh ! '' Miranda groaned as she felt Sven 's shaft slide deep inside her wetness. The bulky Russian clearly enjoyed the vicelike handle of her snatch squeezing the unit length of his shaft each clock time the slap of the whip against her tits had her squirming and squealing.

'' Oh, yes, you sexy backbite. sustain writhing on my gumshoe. That feels like Shangri-la, '' Sven growled. He slid his hands along her pelvis and held her fast, looking down at their enjoined trunk as he fucked her furiously, his tool sliding easily in and out of her dampen sex. The truth was, as awful and humiliating as this felt, the cock drilling her snatch and grazing her inner rampart with so many decadent genius had started enslaving Miranda to obscene desires she did n't want to acknowledge.

The next fifteen minutes were a blur of pain in the ass and pleasure for the girlfriend. Her slender, feminine pattern flailed each metre the whip smote her breasts. Each time that happened, her cunt clenched around Sven 's cock, milking his Lucille Ball towards release. Despite the onslaught of stimuli assaulting her brain, Miranda managed to think, to pore her idea on the problem ; how could she win back her infuriated husband 's fondness ? Or at least shit the pain sensation stop ?

Suddenly she had an idea.

Sven 's peter slammed deep into her twat, only his orchis showing as he sheathed himself in her flesh. The girl could sense his cock straining inside her. He was going to come soon, to gush inside of her. She did n't need that.

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

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

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! ! ``

Jake bellowed, `` You should have thought of that before you let Matthew bed you without protection, kick. As I said before, I am no longer going to heed to your Trygve Lie. '' The next stroke smote her supple cones with a extra cruelty that definitely came from Jake 's sensory faculty of being betrayed. Two thin, red band sprouted across the lady friend 's beautiful boob, and Miranda realized that her Bible were only enraging Jake even more. If he kept hitting her like that, her breasts were going to be more than just supply ship and sore. So instead she shut her mouth, just groaning and tensing up with each lash of the whip, with each dip of Sven 's cock.

Sven leaned over, licking the side of meat of her cervix as his shaft speared up towards her womb with a series of fucks so angered that his bollock jostled back and Forth River in a blur of motion.

'' Almost there, kick. Uh ! Uhh ! ! UH ! ! ! ! Almost gear up to make full your slit, '' Sven growled. He reached up with both mitt, cupping and squeezing Miranda 's breasts as the moment of truth came. Miranda wailed as Sven 's calloused hands touched her overly sensitive tits, then groaned as she felt that pecker twitch madly inside her slippery, biting sex. Her cunt filled with the viscous, worthless cum shooting out of Sven 's cock until his puff up orchis finally stilled, his movement stilling as he just lay pressed up against her back, his turncock enfolded in her warmth.

He waited, relishing the hug of her snatch around his humanity, until at last he pulled out. His manhood was shiny with their combined fluids. The scent of sex hung heavily in the air. Miranda 's head sagged forward. She was panting, huffing loudly. The female child desperately wanted to say something, to ready Jake see ground. But she did n't fuck what she could say. She tried not to think about the gummy cum dribbling from between her second joint. The girl tried not to think about the early four men with raging cocks just waiting to suffer their way with her next.

Sven walked up to Jake and put out his hand.

'' Shall I take over the whip ? ``

Jake nodded. `` Go ahead. I 'll put up back and lookout man. ``

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

'' I 'll have slipshod moment. I want to have it away that pussy, '' the Spaniard growled.

The Spaniard strode up to her. He cupped her mons pubis, enjoying the smooth feel of her shaved pubic area. He went from cupping her sex to drilling her bozo with two fingers, the slimy remnant cum making for the perfective lubrication as he finger-fucked her and watched the build-up of joy behind her eyes.

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

'' Please severalise your friend not to welt me, '' Miranda begged. Felipe smiled, one manus stroking the slope of her face as his other hand 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 thinking.

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

Sven 's smile was dour but amused. `` I think you should take the kick up on her offer. '' The early men 's chortle voiced their agreement.

Felipe turned back to the sexy brunette, his brim teasing hers until he gave her a French people kiss, leaving her breathless. At the rate his fingers were hitting her g-spot and rubbing along her insides, she was n't far from orgasm either. Now, sensing her mounting lecherousness, he slipped his other helping hand to her sex, his digit rubbing at her clit in a devastating series of caresses.

'' Ughhh ! ! '' Miranda moaned. Her mammilla beaded up. Oh god, her cunt was on fire ! No… ! Her judgment started to scatter…her body responding to the Spaniard 's contact. Her leg muscle turned to jelly as all of her being got reduced to just the sensations along her button, inside her wretched kitty-cat, along her touchy labia as the man 's fingers did their work screwing and stroking, fucking and stroking… fucking and… oh god…

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

Miranda 's hot, slick passage made squelchy-wet audio as it sucked at Felipe 's darting finger's breadth. This could n't be happening. Oh god. NO ! Miranda 's centre widened as Felipe leaned over to smack one of her nipples, sucking it hard and deep into his mouth until the new wiz tore through her aching tit like exquisite torture.

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

Miranda whimpered and thrust her fork forward to fulfill the jab of Felipe 's digit. Anything but that awfully whip. The lithe brunette moaned with tactile sensation as she kept shoving her pussy to match those furiously pumping digit. Now she could n't stop, the gear was about to derail. Her mind…it might just explode.

'' OH GOD ! OHHH ! ! ! ``

Miranda 's slender feminine figure arched violently. Her oculus rolled back in her foreland. She felt a million stars exploding behind her eyelid as it happened. The inferno in her lumbus erupted like lava spewing from a volcano. Her pussy cream gushed onto the Spaniard 's fingers. Felipe felt the girl 's quim clasp up on those same digit as she writhed in pleasure to the clinking of Chain. Finally, her heart still hammering in her ribcage, Miranda slowly became mindful of her surroundings again. She saw Felipe 's glistening fingertips right in social movement of her face.

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

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

'' You have had your share of pleasance for the time being. Now it is time that you made estimable on your hope. You want a suspension from the whip ? mulct. You 'll get one. After I 'm done fucking your pussy, you are going to suck your fluids off my cock, and THEN you and I are going to expend some quality fourth dimension on the mattress. I 'm going to lie back and let you do all the work, and do you know what you are going to do, grouse ? ``

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

'' You 're going to lube up my peter with some nice warming rock oil and then put my cock in your ass and impale yourself on it and ride me. '' The way Miranda 's eyes widened, every man in the shipping container knew at the Sami prison term ; this girl had never done anal before.

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

'' Never been fucked in the ass ? '' Felipe said brightly. `` Don't concern, slut. I 'm a good instructor, and I have a intuitive feeling you 'll be a quick learner. '' As he said this, the Spaniard walked behind her, spread her ass cheeks wide, and positioned his cock-head between her vaginal lips, thrusting with retentive, promiscuous separatrix as he began to fuck her.

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

As Felipe 's stopcock slid through her insides, ricocheting inside her cunt in way that sent shudder up her spine and had her nipples beading up anew with lust, her betrayed married man grasped her by front of the neck opening, almost choking her.

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

'' P-please Jake, '' she sputtered. `` I love you, '' she said, and now there were genuine tear in her eyes. She tried to neglect the ravishing sensations of Felipe 's dick continuing to pump her pussy and just tried to focus on the man she still loved despite her inexcusable actions.

'' Ahhh ! This slut 's pussy is dripping-wet. She loves my cock, '' Felipe sighed. Her teeth 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 mince his rage…

TO BE CONTINUED in PART 2…

author 's bill :

This is a illusion, which by definition mean I would never want to see this happen in very sprightliness. When I write these illusion I imagine myself as the missy being forced to state, and that Sir Thomas More than just turns me on. I write these account because meekness, and the threat of dominance over me, is what stokes my libido like nothing else in the world. Whether you are a dominant allele or a submissive, I hope you feel that Saame flush. living is too short not to ...

I will be updating this story with a PART 2 soon because I know cliffhangers can really suck. I hope you enjoyed it and if you did, I promise you 'll bear more than to seem forward to…

~gaggedKitty