***Disclaimer : This story has impregnable nonconsent themes. I do not condone any of these bit in real life and this is a saturnine fancy - nothing to a lesser extent, nothing more. ***

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

Jake Shaw, Miranda 's married man, was her opposite in so many elbow room. He was built like a man 's man. Tall and sturdy, brawn rippled across his iron-hard physique of 6'4. His tight rear could usually be counted on to make Miranda salivate, especially when he was n't wearing anything below the waist. If Miranda was delicate, like wisps of silk, then Jake Shaw was all triple-forged blade. He sported a soot-colored dark beard with a crescent scar near the bottom of his odd cheek, and right now he was staring at her with those vivid gray-headed eyes.

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

Something very different burned in those optic just now. anger. perfidy. Rage.

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

She tried to answer but could n't. She could hardly even travel. The slender female child was completely au naturel. He 'd punch up her pretty lip with a cock-shaped ball gag fastened to her jaw. Her pleading center did n't seem to move him at all. Shackles around her articulatio talocruralis were anchored to big iron rings attached to the transport container 's trading floor. They forced her legs wide apart, exposing her helpless, tantalizing, smoothly-shaved cunt. At the Saami time her shackled wrist were hoisted by mountain chain high gear above her mind, each chain strung to iron rings set along the container 's cap.

'' PLLSSSS ! ''

Let me explicate. Please, Jake !

That was what she wanted to say, but of course she couldn't—not with that frightful gag stuffing her mouth…and now it was too late. The damage 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 whip with a braided handle and plaited pourboire. He swished the lash idly back and forth, attentive and yet still clearly enraged.

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

St. Matthew, her bodyguard. She closed her eyes. 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 removed and looked across at a pedestal with a monitor lizard and Blu-ray player on top of it. He pressed a button and the screen came to life.

A hotel entourage, sumptuously furnished, appeared in the setting. A lush queen-sized bed with gold sheets filled up most of the way. A gorgeous brunette knelt on those golden sheets, on her hands and knees as she faced the hidden camera. She was nude, her breast shaking with the forcefulness of the man who 'd inserted his stopcock in her warm, slippery, and more-than-willing sex. As the man fucked her from behind, the girlfriend moaned louder. The mattress jostled back and forth with the force out of their pairing. The tacky smacking phone continued each time the man 's crotch slammed into the daughter 's sexy ass. The man reached around, cupping one white meat as he fucked her.

The girl squealed with lustfulness. `` Yes, babe, love this puss. OH Saint Matthew the Apostle, fuck my little purulent raw. Stretch my pussy. consecrate me a baby ! Oh god ! Oh fuck ! fuck me ! ``

Miranda closed her heart with an awful feeling as the video of her and Matthew making love continued to play in front of her. Jake muted the sound. Now he stepped up to her, lifting her chin with one finger. `` That image and those speech will forever be seared into my brain, bitch. Forever. ``

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

What made it all that much worse was that she and Jake had been trying for a baby for months. That she was fucking another man without protection—willing to wander Jake—perhaps that was what put Jake 's anger over the boundary. She had been unforced to layer one story of deception on top of another, willing to let Jake help her grow a baby that might not be truly theirs.

With a dead 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 whip 's tendrils lashed out, smacking squarely across Miranda 's supple cones as she cried out.

'' AAYY ! ! Please Jake, let me explain. '' Her pretty face crumpled for a moment. `` I did n't mean to… Gospel According to Matthew and I were just with each other all the fourth dimension while you were on your business trip. 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 sort of gradually…happened. I never wanted to hurt you, Jake. Please, you have to believe me ! ``

There was another loud WHOOSH of the party whip, and this metre the five tendrils lashed at her divulge 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, preciously time, his fingers were like a balm on her pussy, caressing her joy nub.

'' It…'just happened'Miranda ? Did it 'just go on'that you were OK fucking Matthew without a condom, having his small fry instead of mine ? Was that unplanned too ? Or did you simply not even care ? '' Jake leaned forward and pressed his lips to Miranda 's, his tongue exploring her oral fissure in a prospicient, burning kiss which she returned with a moan. Suddenly he pulled back with a shudder.

'' I remember when giving you delight and joy was the one thing in the human beings that mattered most to me, Miranda. And what did you do ? You threw it back in my face. You fucked another man behind my back. '' He leaned in, his center terrifying even as his fingers rubbed her sex with deceptive fondness. `` Well think what, you little whore ? Now you 're going to get exactly what you deserve. ``

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

'' Sven, Radic, Viktor, Baen, and Felipe, I 'd wish you to cope with my back-stabbing hussy of a wife, Miranda. ``

Miranda'center widened as she saw the five men with their foresighted, thick dick 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 braggart of the lot, with his shaved head, tree-trunk thick-skulled 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 in appearance, with rugged features, and Felipe ? The Spaniard had seductive greenish-brown eyes and a more angular face, his frame less bulky than the others. All five men 's gazes caressed her naked figure with a hunger that left Miranda 's rima oris completely dry.

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

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

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

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

'' Happy to oblige Sir, but do you mind if I make a hypnotism ? ``

'' Go ahead, '' Jake said.

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

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

Jake seemed a piddling storm at the suggestion, but he nodded.

Sven suddenly knelt between the fille 's stage, lapping at her cunt with his greedy clapper. Miranda closed her eyes, biting her lip to smother the moan that wanted to creep out.

'' Please Jake. Uhh ! Please, think about what you 're doing. I 'm dingy for what I did, Jake. I never wanted to hurt you. I 'll do anything to make it up to you, baby. delight ! ''

Miranda 's words died like moths hit by a hurricane as Sven 's lingua stroked along her tiny spunk bundle, creating a loaded burn deep in her loins. Her cunt clenched up, her belly clenched up, and she felt a wetness start to form between her thigh as Sven started getting through to her. His tongue dove deeper, exploring her delicate, soon-to-be slippery crease, and his workforce gently cupped her beautiful Danton True Young ass. The strait of his loud slurps and sucks filled the transport container while Miranda looked down, helpless to quit the lust edifice inside of her. Meanwhile, she remained all too aware of the four other men with rigid hard-ons all eagerly saluting her nakedness.

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

'' Jake, I love you. I know it 's hard to see that now, but it 's ... aaahhhh…it 's avowedly. '' She tried to ignore Sven 's lingua as it kept caressing her twat, sliding along her vaginal lips like an awful vexer before stroking her clit with renewed vim.

'' Please Jake. ''

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

'' Quiet, little 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 calculated meter that followed a predictable form. The whoosh of the leather, her sinew tensing up for the nose candy, and then her petite figure writhing in her shackle as the sting smote her teat. Only the distractions of Sven 's nice tongue inside her cunt and licking at her clit kept her from losing her creative thinker.

SMACK.

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

Now Sven turned back and raised a hand, just so Jake knew that he was about to tolerate up. Jake waited until Sven had walked around behind Miranda 's prone form. Then his paw gently cupped Miranda 's breasts, wresting a moan from her throat as his decoration cupped the supple, soon-to-be attendant soma. Now Sven 's big hands slid down to her hips. He kept one hand on her hip and pulled her butt back towards him until he had the stark angle to slam his cock into her uncover snatch from stern. He reached around with one deal, rubbing her button even as he eased his bulbous cock-head between her labia, sinking his shaft into her slick, tight vagina.

'' Uhhh ! ! ! '' he groaned appreciatively and began to pop out a rhythm, pulling his cock halfway out and then slamming himself forward, impaling her hard with a tireless, staccato rhythm method of birth control of piece of tail.

The sound of the whip returned. Jake 's muscular arm lashed forward, and with it that five-tailed whip smacked harshly against her breasts. If this had been a real lash, one designed for livestock, then the beautiful lady friend 's breasts would consume already been covered with angry ribbons of weal. Fortunately for Miranda, the party whip was a sex toy, and though the tendrils stung something dreaded, they did n't leave a mark. At least not yet.

'' Ahhh ! '' Miranda groaned as she felt Sven 's peter slide deep inside her wetness. The bulky Russian clearly enjoyed the vicelike grip of her twat squeezing the whole duration of his tool each time the slap of the whip against her titty had her squirming and squealing.

'' Oh, yes, you sexy beef. Keep writhing on my pecker. That feels like heaven, '' Sven growled. He slid his hands along her hips and held her fast, looking down at their say bodies as he fucked her furiously, his stopcock sliding easily in and out of her damp sex. The truth was, as awful and humiliating as this felt, the tool drilling her puss and grazing her inner walls with so many decadent sensations had started enslaving Miranda to obscene desires she did n't want to acknowledge.

The future 15 minutes were a blur of painful sensation and pleasure for the female child. Her slender, womanly figure flailed each time the whip smote her breasts. Each time that happened, her cunt clenched around Sven 's cock, milking his clump towards release. Despite the outpouring of stimulus assaulting her brain, Miranda managed to call up, to focus her idea on the problem ; how could she win back her enrage husband 's affection ? Or at least clear the pain contain ?

Suddenly she had an musical theme.

Sven 's dick slammed deep into her snatch, only his testicles showing as he sheathed himself in her flesh. The girl could feel his hammer straining inside her. He was going to derive soon, to gush inside of her. She did n't want that.

'' Please Jake, do n't let him come inside me, '' she moaned. `` You do n't need him to get me meaning. I do n't desire to have any child but yours, Jake. delight ! ``

But her monitor backfired on her. Jake 's expression turned even low-spirited. He lashed the whiplash with even more impel across her breasts.

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! ! ``

Jake bellowed, `` You should take in thought of that before you let Matthew fuck you without security, bitch. As I said before, I am no longer going to listen to your lie. '' The next stroke smote her lissome cones with a special mercilessness that definitely came from Jake 's sensation of being betrayed. Two sparse, red stripes sprouted across the fille 's beautiful tit, and Miranda realized that her words were only enraging Jake even more. If he kept hitting her like that, her breasts were going to be to a greater extent than just tender and sore. So instead she shut her mouth, just groaning and tensing up with each lash of the party whip, with each plunge of Sven 's cock.

Sven leaned over, licking the side of her cervix as his stopcock speared up towards her womb with a serial publication of shtup so furious that his musket ball jostled back and Forth River in a blur of motion.

'' Almost there, bitch. Uh ! Uhh ! ! UH ! ! ! ! Almost make to fill your pussy, '' Sven growled. He reached up with both manpower, cupping and squeezing Miranda 's titty as the moment of truth came. Miranda wailed as Sven 's calloused men touched her overly sensitive knocker, then groaned as she felt that rooster vellication madly inside her slippery, pungent sex. Her cunt filled with the syrupy, slimy cum shooting out of Sven 's turncock until his swollen ballock finally stilled, his apparent movement stilling as he just lay pressed up against her back, his tool enfolded in her passion.

He waited, relishing the hug of her puss around his manhood, until at stopping point he pulled out. His manhood was shiny with their commingle fluids. The odor of sex hung heavily in the air. Miranda 's head sagged forward. She was panting, huffing loudly. The young woman desperately wanted to say something, to make Jake see rationality. But she did n't know what she could say. She tried not to imagine about the sticky cum dribbling from between her second joint. The girl tried not to recollect about the former four men with raging shaft just waiting to have their way with her future.

Sven walked up to Jake and put out his hand.

'' Shall I take over the whip ? ``

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

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

'' I 'll take sloughy minute. I want to fuck that cunt, '' the Spaniard growled.

The Spaniard strode up to her. He cupped her Monday, enjoying the smooth tone of her shaved pubic sphere. He went from cupping her sex to drilling her snatch with two digit, the slimy leftover cum making for the arrant lubrication as he finger-fucked her and watched the build-up of delight behind her eyes.

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

'' Please narrate your friend not to whip me, '' Miranda begged. Felipe smiled, one hand stroking the side of her face as his other bridge player kept finger-fucking her taint 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 pixilated. `` Did you hear that, Sven ? This niggling slut will do ANYTHING I want to obviate the whip. That sounds entertain, does it not ? ``

Sven 's smile was grim but amused. `` I think you should lease the cunt up on her pass. '' 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 people buss, leaving her breathless. At the rate his fingers were hitting her g-spot and detrition along her inside, she was n't far from orgasm either. Now, sensing her climbing lust, he slipped his other hand to her sex, his fingers rubbing at her clit in a devastating series of caresses.

'' Ughhh ! ! '' Miranda moaned. Her nipples beaded up. Oh god, her cunt was on fire ! No… ! Her mind started to scatter…her body responding to the Spaniard 's hint. Her leg muscular tissue turned to jelly as all of her being got reduced to just the sensations along her clit, inside her ugly cunt, along her fragile labia as the man 's fingers did their work nooky and stroking, fucking and stroking… screwing and… oh god…

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

Miranda 's hot, slick passage made squelchy-wet sounds as it sucked at Felipe 's darting fingerbreadth. 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 deep into his mouth until the new sensation tore through her aching tit like exquisite distortion.

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

Miranda whimpered and thrust her genitals forward to conform to the thrusts of Felipe 's fingers. Anything but that awful party whip. The lithe brunette moaned with feeling as she kept shoving her twat to meet those furiously pumping finger. Now she could n't stop, the gearing was about to derail. Her mind…it might just explode.

'' OH GOD ! OHHH ! ! ! ``

Miranda 's slender feminine figure arched violently. Her eyes rolled back in her nous. She felt a million whizz exploding behind her lid as it happened. The inferno in her loins erupted like lava spewing from a volcano. Her bitch pick gushed onto the Spaniard 's fingerbreadth. Felipe felt the young lady 's quim clench up on those same fingerbreadth as she writhed in pleasure to the clinking of chemical chain. Finally, her heart still hammering in her ribcage, Miranda slowly became aware of her surroundings again. She saw Felipe 's glistening fingertips right in forepart of her face.

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

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

'' You have had your share of pleasure for the time being. Now it is time that you made ripe on your promise. You want a abatement from the whip ? amercement. You 'll get one. After I 'm done fucking your snatch, you are going to sop up your fluids off my cock, and THEN you and I are going to spend some character time on the mattress. I 'm going to lie back and let you do all the work, and do you roll in the hay what you are going to do, gripe ? ``

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

'' You 're going to lube up my tool with some dainty warming oils 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 merchant vessels container knew at the same time ; this daughter 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 concern, strumpet. I 'm a sound teacher, and I have a feeling you 'll be a quick prentice. '' 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 yearn, easy strokes as he began to get laid her.

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

As Felipe 's cock slid through her inside, ricocheting inside her cunt in ways that sent shivers up her spine and had her nipples beading up anew with lust, her bewray husband grasped her by forepart of the neck, almost choking her.

'' Are you happy now, whore ? Now you have all the cock you can palm. That and Thomas More. ''

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

'' Ahhh ! This slut 's cunt is dripping-wet. She loves my prick, '' Felipe sighed. Her teeth rattled as he threw his pelvis forward for another pulverizing stroke.

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

Then it hit her, the one matter she could separate Jake that just might soften his rage…

TO BE CONTINUED in piece 2…

Author 's Note :

This is a fantasy, which by definition means I would never need to see this materialise in real life. When I write these fantasy I imagine myself as the girl being forced to submit, and that more than just turns me on. I write these floor because submission, and the threat of ascendency over me, is what stokes my libido like nothing else in the earth. Whether you are a prevalent or a subservient, I hope you feel that same rushing. lifetime is too short not to ...

I will be updating this story with a section 2 soon because I know cliffhangers can really fellate. I hope you enjoyed it and if you did, I promise you 'll have Thomas More to look forward to…

~gaggedKitty