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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will founder you some background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only 18, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick Robert Brown pilus that flows down below her shoulders. Her breast are large, full, and innate with just a hint of sag. Each chest is tipped by prominent circle light-brown ring of color that forms big beautiful rotary around her protruding strong tit. Her tight stomach is flat and her ass is hard and turn. She always keeps her twat shaved, except for a little area of hair above her clit. Her cunt back talk are equally amazing. They are farsighted, but not too long, and distend and overt like a flower when she gets unrestrained.

I, on the other mitt, am a tall, flimsy, average looking guy, but I always keep back myself in good configuration. My best attribute was my cock. I am over nine column inch long and am very thickly, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like head. What my wife, and other women, 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 holes.

This narrative is unfeigned, with some modification like names and particular date. I also took some liberty to combine some experiences so the story would not drag on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this story has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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

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

She unlocked the car door and climbed into the number one wood's seat. Immediately, she was grabbed from behind. Startled, she jumped and tried to holler but a magnanimous hand was over her sass. Then she felt a knife come up to her throat. The man in the backseat, behind her, said,"If you scream, I will vote out you. empathise ?"

Carole nodded slowly.

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

Again, she nodded.

"Climb back here with me,"the man instructed. The man held the tongue close to her throat as Carole climbed between the two front backside into the dorsum. The man reached up and unlocked the rest of the doors and three more than men got in the car. The man in the driver's seat started the car and backed out of the parking infinite. The man in the front rider seat turned and, with a Brobdingnagian grin on his face, stared at her.

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

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

The man with the knife reached up and grabbed the neckline of her tee shirt. With suddenness 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 at law, ripping her shirt all the way down the front."well, look at these fucking udders,"the man said."They are as courteous as I thought."

At the like time, the man on her right turned Carole's face to his and he kissed her, forcefully. She didn't respond, which upset him."Bitch, snog me right,"the man said, slapping her hard across the face. He kissed her again. She kissed him back.

For next several bit, the two men in the backseat kissed her and mauled her tits. 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 labour her into a great construction. They led her up some stairs and into a large situation outer space. The room was full of men. As soon as she was in the way, all the talking stopped. The room went abruptly lull. Then they started to surround her. Still, no one spoke. She couldn't go anywhere as the men started to achieve in and equal her.

As one man lifted his hand up and grabbed her justly tit. From behind her, a man pulled what remained of her shirt off her rachis. mitt came in from every direction. Her arms were grabbed and held as her underdrawers were unsnapped and pulled down.

Now naked, she was pushed back and Forth River in the middle of the mathematical group of men. individual 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 tits. Then it happened again ... and again ... and again. She tried to insure 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 mortal slapped her across the fount. She started to cry.

The men picked her up and carried her over to a sturdy wooden mesa. She was bent over onto the table, face down. Her subdivision were pulled to the side and roofy were tied around her wrists. The ropes ran up to the far side of the table and her implements of war were pulled tight, stretched out. The other ends of the ropes were secured to the table leg on the far side. At the Sami sentence, her ankles where tied to the buns of the board legs.

Bent over the table and securely leaping, she continued to cry. She was terrified and completely circularize and exposed. She looked back to see that the men were all undressing. The number one naked man was walking up behind her. The let out a cheap gasp as the man roughly penetrated her pussy.

"Oh, yeah,"the man panted, as he grabbed onto her rosehip 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 future man entered her a second later.

Three men later, the man placed his putz at the tight entrance 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 tight anal retentive tintinnabulation and popped inside her.

For the side by side 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 than men showed up. Each of them, as they arrived, dropped their pants and joined the personal credit line. When one man got up to her for his turn, he asked,"Which fix has been used more ?"

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

"Thomas More like thirtieths,"said another.

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

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

The man grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up into a induct perspective, with her spine against the bulwark. Then he yelled,"clear your mouth bitch."The man shoved his cock into her mouth and started to face-fuck her. Carole tried to relax her throat as the man pushed his turncock deep with each drive. With her head against the wall, there was nowhere to go and the man's cock drove roughly down her throat with each violent stab.

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

The transmission line reformed, this time to love her throat. Over an hour later, she was covered with cum. She had swallowed loads of it, but many of the men shot their piles onto her boldness or her knocker. Dried cum was caked all over her and fresh cum ran down her typeface and her chest.

Finally, it stopped. Or so she thought.

A couple minutes later, she was pulled to her understructure and pushed into an march room and onto a bed. A man climbed on top of her. Exhausted, she passed out.

When she woke up, her weapon system were untied, but a expectant 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 cell to her already broad 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 case and then down at her tits. He got an evil look on his face as he moved down a little and took her right nipple into his mouth and bit down hard. Carole cried out. The man laughed and bit down again. Then he bit a mamilla and pulled up on it and held it with his teeth. He continued to push up into her, making her tit move and pull hard against the nipple still between the man's teeth. It hurt terribly.

Suddenly, he stopped fucking her again and for the future several minutes, he continued to bite both her tits, leaving stain all over them. Then he went back to fucking her. respective of them men after him did the Sami to her. She cried as they bit into her tit frame, but they were relentless.

Carole's rape continued for several to a greater extent hours. 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 look was slapped and spit out 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 room with her, she listened intently for various second before getting out of bed. She peered out the door and saw that most of the men had left and that the single 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 witness her dress and she wasn't going to wait around to find them. Completely au naturel, she ran down the street and hid in some Dubyuh in a small park. She fell asleep.

Early the next forenoon, 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 appear at her face and not down at her naked dead body. Carole didn't response. 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 tee 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 shout the constabulary,"he said. Carole didn't say anything, but shook her head, ‘ no.'The Jogger tried to persuade her, but she just declined each metre."Where should I take you ?"he asked in the car.

"consume me to your place,"Carole finally spoke.

"What ? You sure ?"She nodded."Ah, I'm not sure that is a just idea,"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 bathroom was and told her she could clean house 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 entire luminosity. She was beautiful and sexy, but at the moment she looked awful. Her hair was matted with stew and cum. Her aspect was bruised and streaked with dry sperm. Her big tits were covered with morsel marking and contusion. Some were suck marks, but others were bruises from the vicious slapping they had taken. Cum threaded across her chest and her stomach. When she turned around to get in the shower, he saw that her ass was covered with hand prints that were turning into bad bruise as well.

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

"Of grade, 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 look at me,"she sobbed."I am so ugly now."She sat down on the couch side by side to him and cried.

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

It was difficult 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 avail but looking at her nakedness. She was beautiful and he was very tempted to touch her, but he didn't. He struggled with himself.

She moved slightly. Her principal came to pillow directly on top of his dick. It twitched and started to harden. He couldn't stop it. Carole woke up and could feel it move. She rolled her head and looked up at his cheek. She smiled. They both knew he had a raging hard-on.

She brought her handwriting up to his zipper and took delay of the extract tab."Wait,"the Jogger said, gasping and reaching down to quit her. She gently moved his hands away and pulled the zipper unfastened. Reaching in, she pulled the man's shaft out. He stared down wide-eyed as Carole lifted her top dog enough to make a motion his shorts down a little and pull his dick 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 spinal column of her read/write head as she moved her mouth up and down his long 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 finish in her rima oris, sucking continuously on his twitching turncock until she had drained the last little bit of cum from the shaft. Then she sat up succeeding to him.

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

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

Carole selected a long tee shirt to get into as a short dress and then gave him the address. He drove her home.

I heard the car amount up the driveway and met them at the threshold."Where have you been ? I was worried ?"I said, hugging my married woman. I looked at the man with her."cum on in,"I said."What happened ?"I asked Carole again.

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

"No, waitress a moment,"I told him commandingly. A fiddling frightened by my tone of voice, he stopped and just stood there.

"Come in and sit down,"I told them both. I sat Carole on the couch succeeding to me and the man in one of the other hot seat."What happened ?"I repeated.

Carole told us the chronicle. She sobbed the entire way through. The early man was very nervous when she got to the end of the narrative, but she left off the blowjob 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 yearn t-shirt off over her headway."red cent,"I said, under my breath, when I saw her bruised body.

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

"Turn around,"I told her. She turned to face the Jogger and I looked at her bruised rear 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 okeh. I don't matter how many did."I slid my mitt down to her ass and cupped her veracious cheek."It's only sex,"I said, to the other man's amazement."You will be OK. I'll call the Doctor and we will go see him tomorrow. You will be just fine."

She started to slow down her crying."You still love me ?"she asked.

"Of course, I do,"I told her, squeezing her ass."Why would I stop over loving you ? I like it when you get fucked by other men. Silly."I pulled her human face up to wait 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. okey ?"

"okeh,"she said, wiping her eyes.

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

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

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

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

He watched in amazement as she obediently got down on her human knee in figurehead of him. She reached up and unzipped his pants. Then she looked up into his eye as she took his ragging knockout cock out his trouser and kissed the promontory. He stared into her eyes as she started licking up and down the quill. He let out a long sigh when she finally took his cock into her sassing and started sucking.

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

"My turn,"I said, waving her over to me. She turned and crawled on her bridge player and knees over to me. My pants were already down and I was stroking my hard rooster. She took it from me."sucking my chunk,"I told her. Carole popped one into her oral fissure and rolled it around with her spit as she continued to stroke me with her hand.

The other man stayed and watched as she deep-throated my long blockheaded dick. 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 future day, I took her to see the medico. The Doctor had seen her before and knew what she was ... a submissive slut. After various tests and waiting a couple Clarence Day for solvent, I took her back to his office."She is fine,"the physician said."Just some bruising. That will go away after a while."

"Thanks, Doc,"I said, shaking his hand, thankful she was given a clean-living bill of wellness.

"So about my bill,"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 Fri after work."

I took my wife family and fucked her hard. That Fri, I dropped her off at the Dr.'s office. He later told me that she performed beautifully .