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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will give you some background knowledge and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a secretarial assistant. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long stocky brownness haircloth that flows down below her shoulder. Her boob are large, full phase of the moon, and natural with just a tip of sag. Each breast is tipped by large turn light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circuit around her protruding hard nipples. Her tight tum is flat and her ass is severe and one shot. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small sphere of hair above her clitoris. Her pussy brim are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a heyday when she gets sex.

I, on the former hand, am a tall, thin, norm looking guy, but I always keep myself in salutary form. My best attribute was my tool. I am over nine column inch long and am very thick, all the way to the bulb-shaped mushroom-like head. What my wife, and other womanhood, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid & # 039 ;, and hard enough to penetrate all but the tightest cakehole.

This story is true, with some alterations like public figure and day of the month. I also took some liberty to combine some experiences so the story would not get behind on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this fib has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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

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Carole was working for a erotica producer, director, and her job that day was to be a fluffer, to just hold all the men hard and set up for the next scene. When she left the large storage warehouse, it was benighted outside and she had parked her car across the parking lot where the lighting was bad.

She unlocked the car doorway and climbed into the driver’s seat. Immediately, she was grabbed from ass. Startled, she jumped and tried to scream but a large hand was over her mouth. Then she felt a tongue come up to her throat. The man in the backseat, behind her, said, “ If you scream, I will kill you. Understand ? ”

Carole nodded slowly.

“ goodness. 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 knife close to her throat as Carole climbed between the two battlefront rear end into the back. The man reached up and unlocked the rest of the doorway and three more men got in the car. The man in the driver’s buttocks started the car and backed out of the parking space. The man in the figurehead passenger tooshie turned and, with a huge smile on his nerve, stared at her.

Carole was in the midriff of the backseat with a great man on both sides of her. The man lowered the tongue to her rib and smiled. “ This is going to be fun, ” the man in the strawman passenger seat said.

The man to her powerful took handle of her head and turned her face towards him. “ Yes, it is, ” the man said right into her typeface. Carole was terrified.

The man with the knife reached up and grabbed the neckline of her t-shirt. With suddenness and big businessman, 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 natural process, ripping her shirt all the way down the front line. “ Well, looking at at these fucking udders, ” the man said. “ They are as nice as I thought. ”

At the Sami time, the man on her rightfulness turned Carole’s face to his and he kissed her, forcefully. She didn’t respond, which upset him. “ squawk, kiss me right, ” the man said, slapping her gruelling across the look. He kissed her again. She kissed him back.

For next several second, the two men in the backseat kissed her and mauled her teat. 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 pushed her into a magnanimous construction. They led her up some stairs and into a large office outer space. The elbow room was full of men. As soon as she was in the way, all the talking stopped. The room went utterly lull. Then they started to smother her. Still, no one spoke. She couldn’t go anywhere as the men started to reach in and touch her.

As one man lifted his hired man up and grabbed her flop tit. From behind her, a man pulled what remained of her shirt off her spine. Hands came in from every management. Her arms were grabbed and held as her shorts were unsnapped and pulled down.

Now naked, she was pushed back and Forth in the eye of the group of men. Someone 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 cover herself from the misuse, but she couldn’t. The men moved closer in on her and the slapping continued. Her ass and bosom were targeted, but then someone slapped her across the face. She started to cry.

The men picked her up and carried her over to a uncompromising wooden board. She was bent-grass over onto the table, face down. Her arms were pulled to the slope and forget me drug were tied around her wrist. The roofy ran up to the far face of the table and her munition were perpetrate blotto, stretched out. The early death of the ropes were secured to the table peg on the far side. At the Saame clock time, her ankles where tied to the bottom of the table legs.

Bent over the table and securely bound, she continued to cry. She was terrified and completely feast and exposed. She looked back to see that the men were all undressing. The first au naturel man was walking up behind her. The let out a tawdry gasp as the man roughly penetrated her pussy.

“ Oh, yeah, ” the man panted, as he grabbed onto her pelvic arch 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 next man entered her a instant later.

Three men later, the man placed his cock at the tight entryway to her ass. “ I’m gon na really enjoy this, ” he said, and pushed slowly forward. Carole let out a short squeal as the man pushed passed her tight anal ring and popped inside her.

For the succeeding hr, man after man raped her. Some used her pussy and some her ass, but they all came inside her. There was zippo she could do. She was helpless.

Sometime during the initial assault, to a greater extent men showed up. Each of them, as they arrived, dropped their drawers and joined the air. When one man got up to her for his routine, he asked, “ Which pickle has been used more ? ”

“ What ? Afraid of sloppy twentieths ? ” another man laughed.

“ More like thirtieths, ” said another.

“ Oh, pit, I guess it doesn’t matter, ” the man behind her said, ramming his cock up her ass.

A couple hour later, the men stopped. One of the men untied her arms, but then retied them behind her back. He untied her ankles and pulled her up onto her feet. Carole was dizzy and almost collapsed. The man slapped her difficult across the face. “ waken the piece of tail up, ” he said. “ We still have plans for you. ” He pushed her over against a paries. 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 spatial relation, with her cover against the rampart. Then he yelled, “ surface your mouth bitch. ” The man shoved his shaft into her mouth and started to face-fuck her. Carole tried to loosen up her throat as the man pushed his cock deep with each thrust. 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 bristle, when he pulled his cock out of her mouth. He shot his load right onto her face. When he was done, he laughed and called her a whore.

The furrow reformed, this sentence to bed her pharynx. Over an 60 minutes later, she was covered with cum. She had swallowed scads of it, but many of the men shot their slew onto her face or her tit. Dried cum was caked all over her and saucy cum ran down her face and her chest.

Finally, it stopped. Or so she thought.

A couple mo later, she was pulled to her feet and pushed into an adjoining elbow room and onto a bed. A man climbed on top of her. Exhausted, she passed out.

When she woke up, her arms were unfastened, but a large 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 shaft into her. Her pussy was very sore. The man didn’t take long before he added his sperm to her already good pussy and climbed off her.

The succeeding man in crinkle climbed on top of her and started to have it off her. Suddenly, he stopped thrusting and pushed himself up. He looked down at her fount and then down at her pap. He got an vicious look on his nerve as he moved down a little and took her rightfield nipple into his rima oris and bit down hard. Carole cried out. The man laughed and bit down again. Then he bit a nipple and pulled up on it and held it with his teeth. He continued to hurl into her, making her tit move and pull hard against the nipple still between the man’s dentition. It hurt terribly.

Suddenly, he stopped fucking her again and for the next various minute of arc, he continued to bite both her pap, leaving marks all over them. Then he went back to fucking her. Several of them men after him did the Lapplander to her. She cried as they bit into her tit physical body, but they were relentless.

Carole’s assault continued for various more 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 snatch and one in the ass. Her ass was spanked. Her tits were slapped and bit. Her face 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 bit before getting out of bed. She peered out the door and saw that well-nigh of the men had left and that the ace still there were all passed out... drunk or high.

Terrified, she slowly crept passed the sleeping men and then snuck down the stairs. She couldn’t find her clothes and she wasn’t going to wait around to obtain them. Completely defenseless, she ran down the street and hid in some bushes in a small car park. She fell asleep.

Early the next morning, she woke up to a man standing over her. The man, in boxershorts and a tee shirt, was obviously a jogger. “ You okay ? ” he asked her, trying to look at her look and not down at her raw body. Carole didn’t respond. 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 jersey 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 call the police, ” he said. Carole didn’t say anything, but shook her foreland, ‘ no.’The Jogger tried to sway her, but she just declined each clock time. “ Where should I take you ? ” he asked in the car.

“ Take me to your place, ” Carole finally spoke.

“ What ? You sure ? ” She nodded. “ Ah, I’m not for certain that is a right 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 up. She shocked him as she looked into his nerve and pulled the t-shirt up and off. This was the first he could see her in to the full light. She was beautiful and sexy, but at the moment she looked frightfully. Her whisker was matted with sweat and cum. Her face was bruised and streaked with desiccated sperm. Her big tits were covered with snack cross and contusion. Some were sucking sign, 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 exhibitioner, he saw that her ass was covered with manus print that were turning into bad bruise as well.

A 30 minutes later, she reemerged from the bathroom. Again, to his surprise, she was totally nude. She stood directly in front of him and looked at him. Embarrassed, he tried to appear away. “ You don’t like what you see ? ” Carole asked and then started sobbing.

“ Of path, 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 frame succeeding to him and cried.

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

It was difficult for the man. Here was this aphrodisiac naked char laying with her school principal in his lap. She had just been raped. He didn’t hump what to do. He couldn’t aid but look 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 school principal came to rest 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 forefront and looked up at his face. She smiled. They both knew he had a raging hard-on.

She brought her hand up to his zip and took clutch of the rend tab. “ waiting, ” the Jogger said, gasping and reaching down to arrest her. She gently moved his hands away and pulled the zipper open. Reaching in, she pulled the man’s strut out. He stared down wide-eyed as Carole lifted her psyche enough to move his shorts down a picayune and attract his cock 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 concentrated rod into her mouth.

A minute later, he had his hand on the back of her 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 pharynx. Then he burst. “ Oh, my God, yeah, ” he gasped as she gulped and swallowed his hot load.

She let him finish in her oral cavity, sucking continuously on his twitching pecker until she had drained the last niggling bit of cum from the shaft. Then she sat up adjacent to him.

“ Can you take me habitation, now ? ” she asked him.

The man just looked at her and laughed. “ Sure, ” he said. “ What’s your name and where do you live ? ” he asked.

Carole selected a long t-shirt to wear as a unretentive clothes and then gave him the computer address. He drove her home.

I heard the car come up the drive and met them at the door. “ Where have you been ? I was worried ? ” I said, hugging my wife. I looked at the man with her. “ Come on in, ” I said. “ What happened ? ” I asked Carole again.

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

“ No, wait a arcminute, ” I told him commandingly. A piddling frightened by my timber, he stopped and just stood there.

“ seminal fluid in and sit down, ” I told them both. I sat Carole on the cast next to me and the man in one of the other chairs. “ What happened ? ” I repeated.

Carole told us the tale. She sobbed the total way through. The other man was very flighty when she got to the end of the story, but she left off the blowjob she had given him.

“ Are you okay ? ” I said, looking at her bruised face. “ Let me see. ”

Carole knew what I meant and didn’t hesitate. She stood and pulled the long t-shirt off over her question. “ Shit, ” I said, under my breathing place, when I saw her bruised body.

The Jogger looked traumatise. He was confused and astonished that I just told my wife to get naked in front line of him.

“ bout around, ” I told her. She turned to look the Jogger and I looked at her bruised backrest 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 okay. I don’t matter how many did. ” I slid my hand down to her ass and cupped her right cheek. “ It’s only sex, ” I said, to the early man’s amazement. “ You will be fine. I’ll call the Doctor and we will go see him tomorrow. You will be just fine. ”

She started to slow her crying. “ You still love me ? ” she asked.

“ Of course of action, I do, ” I told her, squeezing her ass. “ Why would I stop loving you ? I like it when you get fucked by early men. Silly. ” I pulled her aspect up to depend into mine. “ It doesn’t matter that you were fucked, ” I said with a smile. “ I don’t like that they beat you up, but the sex is fine. okeh ? ”

“ Okay, ” she said, wiping her eyes.

I looked over at the confused man. “ You fuck her too ? ” I asked him. “ It’s okay if you did. Just curious. ”

“ No, ” Carole answered for him. “ He was the perfect gentlemen, so I gave him a blowjob. ” She smiled and laughed a little.

“ Well, trade good for you, ” I told her, smiling back at her. “ So, why don’t you do that again before he leaves ? ”

“ okey, ” 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 front of him. She reached up and unzipped his pants. Then she looked up into his centre as she took his ragging hard cock out his pants and kissed the head. He stared into her eyes as she started licking up and down the ray of light. He let out a tenacious suspiration when she finally took his cock into her oral fissure and started sucking.

Carole gave him an outstanding cock sucking that ended with him exploding into her mouth. She made a big peck out of swallowing his consignment and then smiling back up at him. “ I really like the way your cum taste perception, ” she told him.

“ My turn, ” I said, waving her over to me. She turned and crawled on her bridge player and knee over to me. My knickers were already down and I was stroking my hard cock. She took it from me. “ suction my Lucille Ball, ” I told her. Carole popped one into her mouth 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 slurred peter. She drank my cum. After I was finished with her, I got up and led him to the threshold. I thanked him and shook his hand.

The next day, I took her to see the doctor. The Doctor had seen her before and knew what she was... a slavish fornicatress. After respective run and waiting a pair Day for results, I took her backbone to his office. “ She is fine, ” the Doctor said. “ Just some bruising. That will go away after a while. ”

“ Thanks, Doc, ” I said, shaking his hand, grateful she was given a pick bill of health.

“ 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 Friday after work. ”

I took my married woman home and fucked her hard. That Friday, I dropped her off at the Doctor’s office. He later told me that she performed beautifully.