***Disclaimer : This story has substantial nonconsent subject. I do not condone any of these acts in real living and this is a dark fantasy - nix less, nada more. ***

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

Jake George Bernard Shaw, 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 physical body of 6'4. His mean butt could usually be counted on to make believe Miranda salivate, especially when he was n't wearing anything below the waist. If Miranda was finespun, like wisps of silk, then Jake George Bernard Shaw was all triple-forged steel. He sported a soot-colored darkness beard with a crescent scar near the bottom of his lead cheek, and right now he was staring at her with those intense gray middle.

Miranda was used to seeing those hoar center 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 oculus just now. Anger. Betrayal. Rage.

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

She tried to answer but could n't. She could hardly even impress. The slender miss was completely naked. He 'd plug away up her middling backtalk with a cock-shaped ball gag fastened to her jaw. Her pleading centre did n't appear to affect him at all. Shackles around her ankle joint were anchored to big iron gang attached to the transportation container 's trading floor. They forced her wooden leg wide apart, exposing her helpless, tantalizing, smoothly-shaved cunt. At the Saame sentence her shackled radiocarpal joint were hoisted by chains high above her brain, each chain of mountains strung to iron doughnut set along the container 's cap.

'' PLLSSSS ! ''

Let me explain. Please, Jake !

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

'' How long have you been sleeping with St. Matthew the Apostle ? ``

Matthew, her bodyguard. She closed her centre. Her gist 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 footstall with a monitor and Blu-ray role player on top of it. He pressed a clitoris and the screen came to life.

A hotel suite, sumptuously furnished, appeared in the backdrop. A lush queen-sized bed with gold sheets filled up most of the room. A gorgeous brunette knelt on those golden sheets, on her hired hand and knees as she faced the hidden camera. She was naked, her breasts shaking with the force of the man who 'd inserted his peter in her warm, slippery, and more-than-willing sex. As the man fucked her from behind, the miss moaned louder. The mattress jostled back and Forth River with the force of their coupling. The loud slap audio continued each time the man 's fork slammed into the girl 's sexy ass. The man reached around, cupping one breast as he fucked her.

The girl squealed with lust. `` Yes, babe, fuck this pussy. OH Levi, fuck my piffling pussy raw. Stretch my cunt. founder me a baby ! Oh god ! Oh fucking ! Fuck me ! ``

Miranda closed her middle with an dire feeling as the video of her and Matthew making know 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 parole 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 anguish in the air.

What made it all that often worse was that she and Jake had been trying for a baby for month. That she was fucking another man without protection—willing to cuckold Jake—perhaps that was what put Jake 's ira over the edge. She had been willing to layer one degree of deception on top of another, willing to let Jake help her raise a child that might not be truly theirs.

With a deadened gaze, Jake unfastened the testicle gag and let it swing 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 carpus, and the whip 's tendrils lashed out, smacking squarely across Miranda 's slender cones as she cried out.

'' AAYY ! ! Please Jake, let me explain. '' Her fairly expression crumpled for a instant. `` I did n't mean to… Saint Matthew the Apostle and I were just with each other all the meter while you were on your concern slip. 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 tawdry whoosh of the whip, and this fourth dimension the five tendrils lashed at her disclose 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 clip, his fingers were like a balm on her pussy, caressing her joy nub.

'' It…'just happened'Miranda ? Did it 'just happen'that you were ok fucking St. Matthew the Apostle without a condom, having his child instead of mine ? Was that unplanned too ? Or did you simply not even manage ? '' Jake leaned forward and pressed his sass to Miranda 's, his tongue exploring her mouthpiece in a long, burning kiss which she returned with a moan. Suddenly he pulled back with a tremor.

'' I remember when giving you joy 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 face. You fucked another man behind my back. '' He leaned in, his eyes terrifying even as his fingerbreadth rubbed her sex with delusory warmness. `` Well guess what, you little lady of pleasure ? 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 the shipping container with his clenched fist. Five men dressed all in black walked inside. All five began to immediately unclothe, leaving their dress in a heap along the far English 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 meet my back-stabbing slattern of a wife, Miranda. ``

Miranda'eyes widened as she saw the five men with their hanker, thick turncock 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 prominent of the gang, with his shaved mind, tree-trunk buddy-buddy biceps, and his cock engorged had to be just over 10 inches.

Baen had a crew cut, and he was possibly the most handsome of the grouping, although not quite as powerful. Radic and Viktor were definitely Slavic in appearance, with rugged features, and Felipe ? The Spaniard had seductive greenish-brown eyes and a more angular grimace, his frame less bulky than the others. All five men 's gazes caressed her defenseless figure with a thirstiness that left Miranda 's oral fissure completely dry.

'' Please, Jake. You do n't get to do this. We can make for 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 nook of the shipping container. Beside it sat a closed duffle bag bag.

'' There are plenty of sex miniature in the bag, gentlemen. Indulge yourselves at this squawk 's disbursal. give for sure she suffers. I want her fucked in all her mess. other than that, anything goes…and I literally mean ANYTHING. ''

Sven, the leader with the shaved head, came toward her starting time. He turned back toward Jake at the last moment.

'' glad to accommodate Sir, but do you listen if I make a hint ? ``

'' Go ahead, '' Jake said.

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

'' Would you be so kind as to worst this adulteress while I fuck her ? ``

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

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

'' Please Jake. Uhh ! Please, think about what you 're doing. I 'm drear for what I did, Jake. I never wanted to suffer you. I 'll do anything to crap it up to you, coddle. delight ! ''

Miranda 's news died like moths hit by a hurricane as Sven 's tongue stroked along her tiny nerve packet, creating a wet suntan deep in her loin. Her bitch clenched up, her belly clenched up, and she felt a wetness start to form between her second joint as Sven started getting through to her. His clapper Columba deeper, exploring her soft, soon-to-be slippery folds, and his hired man gently cupped her beautiful young ass. The sounds 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 aware 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 crucify her ? Oh god. Had she really driven him over the edge with her infidelity ? Her brain raced, trying to make out up with the right thing to say. What would lull his anger, though ? What words could ease what she had done ?

'' Jake, I love you. I know it 's voiceless to see that now, but it 's ... aaahhhh…it 's dependable. '' She tried to push aside Sven 's tongue as it kept caressing her pussy, sliding along her vaginal mouth like an awful vexer before stroking her clit with renewed vigor.

'' Please Jake. ''

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

'' Quiet, little whore. I wo n't listen to your lies. '' As he said this, he flicked his articulatio radiocarpea and the whiplash came slamming across her chest.

'' AAAHHH ! ! '' Miranda groaned as the whipping continued, a measured metre that followed a predictable shape. The swoosh of the leather, her musculus tensing up for the blast, and then her petite figure writhing in her bonds as the sting smote her tits. Only the distractions of Sven 's good clapper inside her pussy and licking at her clitoris kept her from losing her mind.

hell dust.

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

Now Sven turned back and raised a handwriting, just so Jake knew that he was about to stand up. Jake waited until Sven had walked around behind Miranda 's prone form. Then his hands gently cupped Miranda 's breasts, wresting a moan from her pharynx as his palms cupped the supple, soon-to-be stamp flesh. Now Sven 's big paw slid down to her hip joint. He kept one hand on her hip and pulled her fundament back towards him until he had the perfect angle to slam his cock into her exposed pussycat from behind. He reached around with one hired man, rubbing her clit even as he eased his bulbous cock-head between her labia, sinking his shaft of light into her slick, miserly vagina.

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

The phone of the whip returned. Jake 's mesomorphic arm lashed forward, and with it that five-tailed whip smacked harshly against her breasts. If this had been a real whip, one designed for stock, then the beautiful girl 's tit would have already been covered with angry ribbons of welts. Fortunately for Miranda, the whip was a sex toy, and though the tendrils stung something direful, they did n't leave a mark. At least not yet.

'' Ahhh ! '' Miranda groaned as she felt Sven 's putz slide deep inside her wetness. The bulky Russian clearly enjoyed the vicelike grip of her cunt squeezing the unharmed duration of his shaft each metre the smack of the whip against her tits had her squirming and squealing.

'' Oh, yes, you sexy bitch. keep writhing on my dick. That feels like nirvana, '' Sven growled. He slid his custody along her hips and held her fast, looking down at their enjoined bodies as he fucked her furiously, his cock sliding easily in and out of her damp sex. The trueness was, as awing and humiliating as this felt, the dick drilling her cunt 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 next fifteen minutes were a blur of botheration and joy for the miss. Her slender, womanly figure flailed each time the whip smote her breast. Each time that happened, her snatch clenched around Sven 's turncock, milking his balls towards going. Despite the onslaught of input assaulting her mastermind, Miranda managed to conceive, to concenter her mind on the problem ; how could she win back her maddened husband 's affection ? Or at least make the pain sensation stop ?

Suddenly she had an idea.

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

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

But her admonisher backfired on her. Jake 's expression turned even dark. He lashed the party whip with even more impel across her bosom.

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! ! ``

Jake bellowed, `` You should hold thought of that before you let Matthew have intercourse you without protective covering, squawk. As I said before, I am no longer going to hear to your Trygve Lie. '' The next stroke smote her limber cones with a exceptional cruelty that definitely came from Jake 's sentiency of being betrayed. Two thin, red grade insignia sprouted across the fille 's beautiful titty, and Miranda realized that her language were only enraging Jake even more. If he kept hitting her like that, her chest were going to be Thomas More than just ship's boat and sore. So instead she shut her oral fissure, 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 womb with a series of shag so furious that his testis jostled back and Forth in a blur of move.

'' Almost there, kick. Uh ! Uhh ! ! UH ! ! ! ! Almost prepare to fill up your kitty-cat, '' Sven growled. He reached up with both work force, cupping and squeezing Miranda 's chest as the moment of verity came. Miranda wailed as Sven 's cauterise hands touched her overly sensible breast, then groaned as she felt that cock twitch madly inside her slippery, pungent sex. Her cunt filled with the viscous, ugly cum shooting out of Sven 's rooster until his intumesce egg finally stilled, his movements stilling as he just lay pressed up against her back, his stopcock enfolded in her passion.

He waited, relishing the hug of her snatch around his manhood, until at last he pulled out. His manhood was shiny with their combined fluids. The perfume of sex hung heavily in the air. Miranda 's promontory sagged forward. She was panting, huffing loudly. The fille desperately wanted to say something, to make Jake see cause. But she did n't get it on what she could say. She tried not to consider about the sticky cum dribbling from between her thigh. The female child tried not to call back about the other four men with raging hammer just waiting to have their way with her next.

Sven walked up to Jake and put out his hand.

'' Shall I take over the lash ? ``

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

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

'' I 'll fill sloppy seconds. I want to bonk that pussy, '' the Spaniard growled.

The Spaniard strode up to her. He cupped her mons, enjoying the smooth feel of her knock off pubic domain. He went from cupping her sex to drilling her zany with two fingers, the slimy remnant cum making for the perfect 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 reason with these men instead. She had to try.

'' Please narrate your friend not to mop up me, '' Miranda begged. Felipe smiled, one hand stroking the side of her face as his other bridge player kept finger-fucking her sully 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 repellent. `` Did you hear that, Sven ? This little slattern will do ANYTHING I want to quash the whip. That sounds entertaining, does it not ? ``

Sven 's smile was grim but amused. `` I think you should take the squawk up on her offer. '' The former men 's chuckle voiced their agreement.

Felipe turned back to the sexy brunet, his back talk teasing hers until he gave her a French kiss, leaving her breathless. At the rate his finger were hitting her g-spot and rubbing along her inside, she was n't far from orgasm either. Now, sensing her mounting 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 tit beaded up. Oh god, her cunt was on fervor ! No… ! Her judgement started to scatter…her body responding to the Spaniard 's tinge. Her leg muscles turned to jelly as all of her being got reduced to just the sensations along her clitoris, inside her worthless pussy, along her soft labia as the man 's fingers did their work fucking and stroke, fucking and stroking… fucking and… oh god…

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

Miranda 's hot, guileful passageway made squelchy-wet audio as it sucked at Felipe 's darting finger. This could n't be happening. Oh god. NO ! Miranda 's eye widened as Felipe leaned over to taste one of her nipple, sucking it hard and deep into his mouth until the new mavin torus through her aching tit like dainty torture.

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

Miranda whimpered and thrust her crotch forward to adjoin the stab of Felipe 's fingers. Anything but that abominable whip. The lithe brunette moaned with flavour as she kept shoving her pussy to come across those furiously pumping fingers. Now she could n't stop, the train was about to jump. Her mind…it might just explode.

'' OH GOD ! OHHH ! ! ! ``

Miranda 's slender feminine figure arched violently. Her centre rolled back in her promontory. She felt a million stars exploding behind her eyelids as it happened. The inferno in her loins erupted like lava spewing from a volcano. Her slit cream gushed onto the Spaniard 's finger's breadth. Felipe felt the girl 's quim clinch up on those same finger as she writhed in delight to the clinking of range of mountains. Finally, her gist still hammering in her ribcage, Miranda slowly became aware of her environment again. She saw Felipe 's glistening fingertips right in front line of her face.

'' You came hard, cunt. You gushed all over my digit like a woman of the street. Now taste yourself. '' He inserted his finger into her backtalk, 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 brim with a grunt.

'' You have had your share of pleasance for the time being. Now it is fourth dimension that you made good on your promise. You want a abatement from the whip ? Fine. You 'll get one. After I 'm done fucking your pussy, you are going to nurse your fluids off my dick, and THEN you and I are going to spend some quality prison term 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, bitch ? ``

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

'' You 're going to lube up my cock with some Nice heating oils and then put my cock in your ass and transfix yourself on it and turn on me. '' The way Miranda 's eyes widened, every man in the shipping container knew at the same clip ; this girl had never done anal before.

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

'' Never been fucked in the ass ? '' Felipe said brightly. `` Don't trouble, adulteress. I 'm a estimable teacher, and I have a spirit you 'll be a flying learner. '' As he said this, the Spaniard walked behind her, spread her ass cheeks astray, and positioned his cock-head between her vaginal lip, thrusting with long, easy strokes as he began to do it her.

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

As Felipe 's turncock slid through her interior, ricocheting inside her bitch in ways that sent shivers up her spine and had her pap beading up anew with lust, her deceive husband grasped her by front man of the neck, almost choking her.

'' Are you glad now, whore ? Now you have all the pecker you can care. That and Thomas 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 sensory faculty of Felipe 's cock continuing to pump her slit and just tried to rivet on the man she still loved despite her inexcusable actions.

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

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

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

TO BE CONTINUED in PART 2…

generator 's line :

This is a fancy, which by definition mean value I would never want to see this happen in real life. When I write these fantasies I imagine myself as the girl being forced to accede, and that more than than just turns me on. I write these storey because submission, and the threat of ascendency over me, is what stokes my libido like nothing else in the world. Whether you are a dominant or a submissive, I hope you feel that Sami rush. Life is too abruptly not to ...

I will be updating this chronicle with a share 2 soon because I know cliffhangers can really suck in. I hope you enjoyed it and if you did, I promise you 'll make Thomas More to look forward to…

~gaggedKitty