***Disclaimer : This story has strong nonconsent themes. I do not condone any of these acts in genuine life and this is a grim fantasy - nothing less, null more. ***

Miranda awoke in a large shipping container about 8 by 40 pes long. That 's all she knew as she came to from whatever he 'd do drugs her with. Miranda George Bernard Shaw was a beautiful 23-year-old girl. She was 5'4, slim almost to the percentage point of petite, with long, charcoal-dark hair, brown eyes, pale skin, and perfectly shaped tit which were neither too minuscule nor too big.

Jake Arthur Jacob Arshawsky, Miranda 's husband, was her opposite in so many ways. He was built like a man 's man. Tall and sturdy, muscles rippled across his iron-hard body-build of 6'4. His sloshed butt could usually be counted on to produce Miranda salivate, especially when he was n't wearing anything below the waist. If Miranda was soft, like wisps of silk, then Jake Shaw was all triple-forged steel. He sported a soot-colored dark whiskers with a crescent scar near the fanny of his left face, and right now he was staring at her with those acute grayish centre.

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

Something very unlike burned in those center just now. Anger. Betrayal. Rage.

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

She tried to answer but could n't. She could hardly even move. The slender girl was completely au naturel. He 'd plugged up her pretty mouth with a cock-shaped ball gag fastened to her jaw. Her pleading middle did n't look to move him at all. Shackles around her mortise joint were anchored to big iron rings attached to the shipping container 's floor. They forced her legs encompassing apart, exposing her helpless, tantalizing, smoothly-shaved puss. At the same time her shackled articulatio radiocarpea were hoisted by irons high above her head, each mountain chain strung to iron mob set along the container 's roof.

'' PLLSSSS ! ''

Let me explain. Please, Jake !

That was what she wanted to say, but of track she couldn't—not with that awfully gag stuffing her mouth…and now it was too late. The wrong 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 paw he held a five-tailed whip with a braided handle and plaited backsheesh. He swished the whip idly back and Forth River, thoughtful and yet still clearly enraged.

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

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

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

A hotel entourage, sumptuously furnished, appeared in the background. A lush queen-size bed with gold sheet of paper filled up most of the room. A gorgeous brunette knelt on those golden rag, on her hands and knees as she faced the shroud camera. She was naked, her breasts shaking with the personnel of the man who 'd inserted his cock 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 mating. The loud smacking auditory sensation continued each time the man 's crotch slammed into the young lady 's sexy ass. The man reached around, cupping one breast as he fucked her.

The girl squealed with lust. `` Yes, child, bed this cunt. OH Matthew, fuck my little twat raw. extend my slit. cave in me a babe ! Oh god ! Oh fuck ! nookie me ! ``

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

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

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

With a deadened gaze, Jake unfastened the chunk gag and let it drop 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 whip 's tendrils lashed out, smacking squarely across Miranda 's supple retinal cone as she cried out.

'' AAYY ! ! Please Jake, let me explain. '' Her somewhat font crumpled for a moment. `` I did n't mean to… Matthew and I were just with each former all the meter while you were on your business concern 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 sorting of gradually…happened. I never wanted to anguish you, Jake. Please, you have to believe me ! ``

There was another meretricious 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 button. Then he walked up to her, gently stroking her sex instead. For a legal brief, treasured time, his fingers were like a salve on her pussy, caressing her joy nub.

'' It…'just happened'Miranda ? Did it 'just chance'that you were okay fucking St. Matthew without a prophylactic, having his child instead of mine ? Was that unplanned too ? Or did you simply not even deal ? '' Jake leaned forward and pressed his mouth to Miranda 's, his tongue exploring her mouth in a tenacious, burning osculation which she returned with a groan. Suddenly he pulled back with a shiver.

'' I remember when giving you pleasure and joy was the one thing in the existence 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 eyes terrifying even as his fingers rubbed her sex with misleading fondness. `` Well gauge 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 mind as Jake drew back and banged on the face of the shipping container with his clenched fist. Five men dressed all in black walked inside. All five began to immediately strip, leaving their clothes in a sight along the far side of the cargo ships container until they were naked. All were scrumptious specimens of the male race.

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

Miranda'heart widened as she saw the five men with their long, thick pecker standing at aid in a half-circle before her. Four of the men looked Russian or easterly European, and Felipe was definitely a Spaniard. Sven was the bounteous of the caboodle, with his shaved head, tree-trunk boneheaded biceps, and his hammer engorged had to be just over 10 inches.

Baen had a work party cut, and he was possibly the most bounteous of the group, although not quite as muscular. Radic and Viktor were definitely Slavic in appearance, with furrowed features, and Felipe ? The Spaniard had seductive greenish-brown eyes and a more angulate face, his frame less bulky than the others. All five men 's regard caressed her naked figure with a thirst that left Miranda 's sassing completely dry.

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

Jake stepped back, his middle still cooler than day-old ash tree. He gestured toward the mattress which had been thrown in the close turning point of the shipping container. Beside it sat a closed duffle bag.

'' There are plenty of sex toy in the bag, man. Indulge yourselves at this bitch 's expense. piddle 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 top dog, came toward her maiden. He turned back toward Jake at the last moment.

'' felicitous to hold Sir, but do you mind if I make a suggestion ? ``

'' Go ahead, '' Jake said.

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

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

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

Sven suddenly knelt between the young woman 's pegleg, lapping at her puss with his greedy tongue. Miranda closed her eyes, biting her lip to stifle the moan that wanted to cabbage out.

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

Miranda 's words died like moths hit by a hurricane as Sven 's tongue stroked along her bantam nerve big money, creating a tight suntan oceanic abyss in her loins. Her slit 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 tongue Dove deeper, exploring her soft, soon-to-be slippery flexure, and his hand gently cupped her beautiful Thomas Young ass. The phone of his loud slurps and sucks filled the shipping container while Miranda looked down, helpless to stop the lust building inside of her. Meanwhile, she remained all too mindful of the four other men with strict 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 infidelity ? Her mind raced, trying to come up with the ripe thing to say. What would tranquilize his angriness, though ? What words could comfort what she had done ?

'' Jake, I love you. I know it 's unvoiced to see that now, but it 's ... aaahhhh…it 's reliable. '' She tried to discount Sven 's lingua as it kept caressing her pussy, sliding along her vaginal lips like an dreaded flirt before stroking her clitoris with renewed dynamism.

'' Please Jake. ''

She thought she saw a twinge of uncertainness 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 whiplash came slamming across her pectus.

'' AAAHHH ! ! '' Miranda groaned as the whipping continued, a mensurable cadence that followed a predictable pattern. The swoosh of the leather, her muscles tensing up for the blow, and then her petite figure writhing in her adhesiveness as the sting smote her bosom. Only the distractions of Sven 's skillful tongue inside her pussy and licking at her clit kept her from losing her thinker.

SMACK.

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

Now Sven turned back and raised a mitt, just so Jake knew that he was about to support up. Jake waited until Sven had walked around behind Miranda 's prone form. Then his bridge player gently cupped Miranda 's breasts, wresting a moan from her throat as his thenar cupped the supple, soon-to-be legal tender bod. Now Sven 's big work force slid down to her hips. He kept one hired hand on her hip and pulled her stern back towards him until he had the utter angle to slam his turncock into her exposed slit from behind. He reached around with one hand, rubbing her clitoris even as he eased his bulb-shaped cock-head between her labia, sinking his shaft into her glossy, tight vagina.

'' Uhhh ! ! ! '' he groaned appreciatively and began to start a rhythm, pulling his peter halfway out and then slamming himself forward, impaling her hard with a tireless, staccato rhythm of fucks.

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 genuine whip, one designed for livestock, then the beautiful girl 's breasts would have already been covered with angry ribbons of welts. Fortunately for Miranda, the party whip was a sex toy, and though the tendrils stung something awful, they did n't leave a marker. At least not yet.

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

'' Oh, yes, you sexy holler. Keep writhing on my shaft. That feels like heaven, '' Sven growled. He slid his hands along her articulatio coxae and held her fast, looking down at their enjoined torso as he fucked her furiously, his cock sliding easily in and out of her damp sex. The verity was, as awed and humiliating as this felt, the peter 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 side by side fifteen minutes were a fuzz of hurting and pleasure for the miss. Her slender, feminine anatomy flailed each time the whip smote her titty. Each time that happened, her cunt clenched around Sven 's turncock, milking his balls towards release. Despite the outpouring of stimulus assaulting her brain, Miranda managed to remember, to focus her mind on the problem ; how could she win back her enraged husband 's affection ? Or at to the lowest degree make believe the pain contain ?

Suddenly she had an idea.

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

'' Please Jake, do n't let him fall inside me, '' she moaned. `` You do n't want him to get me pregnant. I do n't desire to have any child but yours, Jake. Please ! ``

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

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! ! ``

Jake bellowed, `` You should have thought of that before you let St. Matthew the Apostle fuck you without protection, squawk. As I said before, I am no longer going to listen to your lies. '' The next shot smote her supple conoid with a extra cruelty that definitely came from Jake 's signified of being betrayed. Two thin, red stripes sprouted across the lady friend 's beautiful breasts, 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 more than just tender and sore. So instead she shut her mouth, just groaning and tensing up with each whip of the lash, with each plunge of Sven 's prick.

Sven leaned over, licking the face of her cervix as his cock speared up towards her womb with a series of fucks so furious that his bollock jostled back and Forth in a blur of gesture.

'' Almost there, bitch. Uh ! Uhh ! ! UH ! ! ! ! Almost ready to fill your pussy, '' Sven growled. He reached up with both hands, cupping and squeezing Miranda 's breasts as the moment of Sojourner Truth came. Miranda wailed as Sven 's calloused paw touched her overly sensitive tits, then groaned as she felt that tool twitch madly inside her slippery, mordacious sex. Her slit filled with the viscous, slimy cum shooting out of Sven 's cock until his swollen egg finally stilled, his bm stilling as he just lay pressed up against her back, his cock enfolded in her passion.

He waited, relishing the hug of her snatch around his humanity, until at last he pulled out. His humanness was shiny with their commingle fluids. The scent of sex hung heavily in the air. Miranda 's mind sagged forward. She was panting, huffing loudly. The girl desperately wanted to say something, to attain Jake see reason. But she did n't know what she could say. She tried not to opine about the sticky cum dribbling from between her thighs. The girl tried not to think about the other four men with raging cocks just waiting to have their way with her next.

Sven walked up to Jake and put out his mitt.

'' Shall I take over the whip ? ``

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

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

'' I 'll take loose-fitting seconds. I want to lie with that pussy, '' the Spaniard growled.

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

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

'' Please distinguish your friend not to whip me, '' Miranda begged. Felipe smiled, one hired hand stroking the English of her face as his other script 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 oculus turned repellant. `` Did you hear that, Sven ? This little slattern will do ANYTHING I want to avoid the whip. That sounds entertaining, does it not ? ``

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

Felipe turned back to the sexy brunet, his lips teasing hers until he gave her a French people kiss, leaving her breathless. At the rate his fingers were hitting her g-spot and detrition along her inside, she was n't far from climax either. Now, sensing her climb lust, he slipped his other hand to her sex, his digit rubbing at her clitoris in a devastating serial publication of caresses.

'' Ughhh ! ! '' Miranda moaned. Her nipples beaded up. Oh god, her cunt was on flack ! No… ! Her thinker started to scatter…her trunk responding to the Spaniard 's touch. Her leg heftiness turned to jelly as all of her being got reduced to just the sensations along her clitoris, inside her vile puss, along her finespun labia as the man 's digit did their work ass and stroking, fucking and stroking… fucking and… oh god…

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

Miranda 's hot, slick transit made squelchy-wet phone as it sucked at Felipe 's darting fingers. This could n't be happening. Oh god. NO ! Miranda 's eyes widened as Felipe leaned over to taste one of her nipples, sucking it hard and deep into his sass until the new sense tore through her aching tit like recherche anguish.

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

Miranda whimpered and thrust her genitals forward to meet the knife thrust of Felipe 's digit. Anything but that horrific whip. The lithe brunette moaned with feeling as she kept shoving her slit to meet those furiously pumping digit. Now she could n't give up, the train was about to jump. Her mind…it might just explode.

'' OH GOD ! OHHH ! ! ! ``

Miranda 's slender feminine figure arched violently. Her eyes rolled back in her head. She felt a million superstar exploding behind her eyelid as it happened. The perdition in her loins erupted like lava spewing from a volcano. Her pussy cream gushed onto the Spaniard 's fingerbreadth. Felipe felt the girl 's quim grasp up on those Lapp finger as she writhed in pleasure to the clinking of chains. Finally, her centre still hammering in her ribcage, Miranda slowly became aware of her environment again. She saw Felipe 's glistening fingertips right in front of her face.

'' You came hard, bitch. You gushed all over my fingers like a harlot. Now taste yourself. '' He inserted his fingers into her lip, and she sucked obediently. She was hyper-aware of Jake in the backcloth, watching her. Some of his anger seemed to deliver dissipated, replaced by lust…and something else she could n't quite discover.

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

'' You have had your percentage of pleasure for the clip being. Now it is time that you made good on your hope. You want a reprieve from the whip ? fine. You 'll get one. After I 'm done fucking your kitty, you are going to soak up 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 know what you are going to do, beef ? ``

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

'' You 're going to lube up my cock with some skillful warming oils and then put my peter in your ass and impale yourself on it and ride me. '' The way Miranda 's oculus widened, every man in the merchant marine container knew at the Lapplander sentence ; this little girl had never done anal before.

'' Please Sir, I 've never… '' She could n't even cease the prison term.

'' Never been fucked in the ass ? '' Felipe said brightly. `` Don't worry, slut. I 'm a unspoiled teacher, and I have a feeling you 'll be a quickly learner. '' As he said this, the Spaniard walked behind her, spread her ass cheek wide, and positioned his cock-head between her vaginal back talk, thrusting with farseeing, easy strokes as he began to fuck her.

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

As Felipe 's hammer slid through her insides, ricocheting inside her bitch in ways that sent thrill up her backbone and had her nipples beading up anew with lustfulness, her cheat on husband grasped her by strawman of the neck, almost choking her.

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

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

'' Ahhh ! This strumpet 's cunt is dripping-wet. She loves my cock, '' Felipe sighed. Her tooth 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 matter she could evidence Jake that just might cushion his rage…

TO BE CONTINUED in PART 2…

Author 's tone :

This is a fantasy, which by definition substance I would never want to see this materialise in material liveliness. When I write these illusion I imagine myself as the girl being forced to submit, and that more than just call on me on. I write these stories because compliance, and the terror of dominance over me, is what stokes my libido like cypher else in the world. Whether you are a prevalent or a subservient, I hope you feel that same rushing. life is too short not to ...

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

~gaggedKitty