***Disclaimer : This story has impregnable nonconsent root. I do not condone any of these human activity in real animation and this is a dingy fantasy - nothing less, zilch more. ***

Miranda awoke in a tumid merchant marine container about 8 by 40 base long. That 's all she knew as she came to from whatever he 'd do drugs her with. Miranda Josh Billings was a beautiful 23-year-old girl. She was 5'4, slim almost to the detail of petite, with tenacious, charcoal-dark hair, brownness heart, pale tegument, and perfectly shaped knocker which were neither too small nor too big.

Jake Shaw, Miranda 's married man, was her reverse in so many room. He was built like a man 's man. Tall and sturdy, muscles rippled across his iron-hard physique of 6'4. His tight butt could usually be counted on to make Miranda salivate, especially when he was n't wearing anything below the shank. If Miranda was delicate, like wisps of silk, then Jake Anna Howard Shaw was all triple-forged steel. He sported a soot-colored dark beard with a crescent scratch near the bottom of his left cheek, and right now he was staring at her with those intense gray eyes.

Miranda was used to seeing those gray centre 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 eyes just now. wrath. treason. Rage.

'' HOW LONG ? '' His part rang out in the transportation container like a judge shouting out a guilty finding of fact.

She tried to resolve but could n't. She could hardly even move. The slender girl was completely naked. He 'd plug up her middling mouth with a cock-shaped bollock gag fastened to her jaw. Her pleading eyes did n't seem to move him at all. trammel around her ankle joint were anchored to big Fe band attached to the shipping container 's story. They forced her peg wide apart, exposing her helpless, tantalizing, smoothly-shaved cunt. At the same time her shackled wrist joint were hoisted by chains high up above her head, each chemical chain strung to iron out pack set along the container 's ceiling.

'' PLLSSSS ! ''

Let me explain. Please, Jake !

That was what she wanted to say, but of track she couldn't—not with that awful gag stuffing her mouth…and now it was too former. 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 manus he held a five-tailed whip with a braided grip and plaited tips. He swished the party whip idly back and forth, paying attention and yet still clearly enraged.

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

St. Matthew, her bodyguard. She closed her centre. 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 remote and looked across at a pedestal with a monitor and Blu-ray role player on top of it. He pressed a push and the screen came to life.

A hotel suite, sumptuously furnished, appeared in the setting. A lush queen-sized bed with gilded sheets filled up most of the room. A gorgeous brunette knelt on those gold sheets, on her hired hand and stifle as she faced the hidden photographic camera. She was naked, her breasts shaking with the strength of the man who 'd inserted his dick 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 coupling. The loud smacking sounds 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 luxuria. `` Yes, sister, love this cunt. OH Matthew, fuck my petty pussy raw. Stretch my cunt. Give me a baby ! Oh god ! Oh piece of ass ! Fuck me ! ``

Miranda closed her eyes with an awful feeling as the television of her and Matthew making sleep with continued to act in battlefront of her. Jake muted the sound. Now he stepped up to her, lifting her chin with one finger. `` That figure of speech and those countersign will forever be seared into my head, bitch. Forever. ``

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

What made it all that a great deal worse was that she and Jake had been trying for a child for calendar month. 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 dissimulation on top of another, unforced to let Jake avail her call down a child that might not be truly theirs.

With a deadened gaze, Jake unfastened the egg gag and let it dangle to Miranda 's cervix.

'' 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 cone as she cried out.

'' AAYY ! ! Please Jake, let me explicate. '' Her pretty brass crumpled for a moment. `` I did n't think to… Levi and I were just with each other all the meter while you were on your line head 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 lash, and this time the five tendrils lashed at her exposed sex.

'' AAAY ! '' She cried out as those tendrils barely missed her clitoris. Then he walked up to her, gently stroking her sex instead. For a brief, precious time, his finger were like a ointment on her pussy, caressing her joy nub.

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

'' I remember when giving you pleasure and joy was the one thing in the creation that mattered most to me, Miranda. And what did you do ? You threw it back in my face. You fucked another man behind my cover. '' He leaned in, his eyes terrifying even as his digit rubbed her sex with deceptive tenderness. `` fountainhead suppose what, you little whore ? Now you 're going to get exactly what you deserve. ``

What she deserved ? What did that mean ? sentiment whirled and raced through her mind as Jake drew back and banged on the side of the shipping container with his fist. Five men dressed all in black walked inside. All five began to immediately plunder, leaving their clothes in a heap along the far face of the merchant vessels container until they were naked. All were delicious specimens of the male slipstream.

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

Miranda'eyes widened as she saw the five men with their tenacious, thick cocks 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 biggest of the gang, with his shaved head, tree-trunk thick biceps, and his tool engorged had to be just over 10 inches.

Baen had a bunch cut, and he was possibly the most handsome of the radical, although not quite as muscular. Radic and Viktor were definitely Slavic in coming into court, with rugged lineament, and Felipe ? The Spaniard had seductive greenish-brown eyes and a more angular cheek, his chassis less bulky than the others. All five men 's gaze caressed her naked shape with a thirstiness that left Miranda 's oral cavity completely dry.

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

Jake stepped back, his eyes still cool than day-old ashes. He gestured toward the mattress which had been thrown in the nearest box of the merchant vessels container. Beside it sat a unsympathetic duffel bag.

'' There are plenty of sex toys in the bag, gentlemen. Indulge yourselves at this bitch 's disbursal. form sure as shooting she suffers. I want her fucked in all her cakehole. Other than that, anything goes…and I literally mean ANYTHING. ''

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

'' Happy to hold Sir, but do you mind if I make a trace ? ``

'' Go ahead, '' Jake said.

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

'' Would you be so sort as to flog this slut while I fuck her ? ``

Jake seemed a trivial surprise at the suggestion, but he nodded.

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

'' Please Jake. Uhh ! Please, think about what you 're doing. I 'm sorry for what I did, Jake. I never wanted to hurt you. I 'll do anything to take in it up to you, coddle. Please ! ''

Miranda 's word died like moths hit by a hurricane as Sven 's glossa stroked along her tiny boldness package, creating a tight burn deep in her loins. Her cunt clenched up, her belly clenched up, and she felt a wetness start to constitute between her second joint as Sven started getting through to her. His tongue dove deeper, exploring her delicate, soon-to-be slippery plication, and his hired hand gently cupped her beautiful Loretta Young ass. The sound of his loud slurps and sucking filled the merchant vessels container while Miranda looked down, helpless to turn back the lust edifice inside of her. Meanwhile, she remained all too cognisant of the four other men with rigid erection 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 head raced, trying to total up with the right thing to say. What would steady his anger, though ? What run-in could still what she had done ?

'' Jake, I love you. I know it 's gruelling to see that now, but it 's ... aaahhhh…it 's true. '' She tried to disregard Sven 's tongue as it kept caressing her pussy, sliding along her vaginal lips like an awesome tease before stroking her clit with renewed energy.

'' Please Jake. ''

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

'' Quiet, lilliputian harlot. I wo n't listen to your lie. '' As he said this, he flicked his radiocarpal joint and the whip came slamming across her chest.

'' AAAHHH ! ! '' Miranda groaned as the whipping continued, a mensurate cadence that followed a predictable traffic pattern. The whoosh of the leather, her brawn tensing up for the blow, and then her midget figure writhing in her Julian Bond as the sting smote her tits. Only the distractions of Sven 's skillful tongue inside her pussy and lacing at her clit kept her from losing her mind.

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

Now Sven turned back and raised a helping hand, 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 white meat, wresting a moan from her pharynx as his ribbon cupped the supple, soon-to-be tender anatomy. Now Sven 's big hands slid down to her coxa. He kept one mitt on her hip and pulled her laughingstock back towards him until he had the perfect angle to slam dance his cock into her exposed snatch from rump. He reached around with one hand, rubbing her clit even as he eased his bulbous cock-head between her labia, sinking his shaft into her slick, cockeyed vagina.

'' Uhhh ! ! ! '' he groaned appreciatively and began to originate a regular recurrence, pulling his rooster halfway out and then slamming himself forward, impaling her hard with a tireless, staccato rhythm of shag.

The phone of the whip returned. Jake 's muscular arm lashed forward, and with it that five-tailed party 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 got already been covered with furious ribbons of welts. Fortunately for Miranda, the lash was a sex toy, and though the tendrils stung something frightfully, they did n't leave a mark. At least not yet.

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

'' Oh, yes, you sexy bitch. Keep writhing on my cock. That feels like heaven, '' Sven growled. He slid his men along her coxa and held her fasting, looking down at their enjoined soundbox as he fucked her furiously, his cock sliding easily in and out of her break sex. The Truth was, as awful and humiliating as this felt, the dick drilling her cunt and grazing her inner bulwark with so many effete sensations had started enslaving Miranda to obscene desires she did n't desire to acknowledge.

The following fifteen minutes were a blur of pain and pleasance for the miss. Her slender, feminine figure flailed each metre the whip smote her breasts. Each clock time that happened, her cunt clenched around Sven 's dick, milking his balls towards dismissal. Despite the onslaught of stimulus assaulting her mentality, Miranda managed to guess, to focalise her psyche on the problem ; how could she win back her enraged husband 's affectionateness ? Or at to the lowest degree wee-wee the pain stop ?

Suddenly she had an idea.

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

'' Please Jake, do n't let him come inside me, '' she moaned. `` You do n't want him to get me fraught. I do n't want to accept any tyke but yours, Jake. delight ! ``

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

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! ! ``

Jake bellowed, `` You should have thought of that before you let St. Matthew fuck you without shelter, bitch. As I said before, I am no longer going to mind to your Trygve Lie. '' The next stroke smote her sylphlike cone with a particular cruelty that definitely came from Jake 's sense of being betrayed. Two thin, red stripes sprouted across the girl 's beautiful knocker, and Miranda realized that her words were only enraging Jake even more. If he kept hitting her like that, her white meat were going to be more than just ship's boat and sore. So instead she shut her mouth, just groaning and tensing up with each eyelash of the whip, with each plunge of Sven 's shaft.

Sven leaned over, licking the side of her neck opening as his peter speared up towards her womb with a serial publication of fucks so furious that his clump jostled back and forth in a blur of motion.

'' Almost there, beef. Uh ! Uhh ! ! UH ! ! ! ! Almost ready to meet your snatch, '' Sven growled. He reached up with both manpower, cupping and squeezing Miranda 's breasts as the bit of truth came. Miranda wailed as Sven 's cauterise hands touched her overly sensitive tits, then groaned as she felt that cock twitch madly inside her slippery, pungent sex. Her cunt filled with the syrupy, vile cum shooting out of Sven 's cock until his swollen testicles finally stilled, his motility stilling as he just lay pressed up against her back, his dick enfolded in her warmth.

He waited, relishing the hug of her puss around his manhood, until at last he pulled out. His manhood was shiny with their combined fluids. The odour of sex hung heavily in the air. Miranda 's head sagged forward. She was panting, huffing loudly. The girl desperately wanted to say something, to take a leak Jake see rationality. But she did n't acknowledge what she could say. She tried not to conceive about the sticky cum dribbling from between her second joint. The girlfriend tried not to think about the other four men with raging dick just waiting to have their way with her succeeding.

Sven walked up to Jake and put out his hand.

'' Shall I take over the whip ? ``

Jake nodded. `` Go ahead. I 'll stomach back and scout. ``

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

'' I 'll take sloppy secondment. I want to fuck that kitty, '' the Spaniard growled.

The Spaniard strode up to her. He cupped her Mon, enjoying the quiet feel of her trim pubic area. He went from cupping her sex to drilling her fathead with two finger's breadth, the slimy leftover cum making for the perfect lubrication as he finger-fucked her and watched the build-up of pleasure behind her eyes.

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

'' Please assure your friend not to whip me, '' Miranda begged. Felipe smiled, one helping hand stroking the side of her facial expression as his former hand kept finger-fucking her corrupt 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 heart turned wicked. `` Did you hear that, Sven ? This little jade will do ANYTHING I want to avoid the whip. That sounds hold, does it not ? ``

Sven 's smile was downhearted but amused. `` I think you should take the bitch up on her offer. '' 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 kiss, leaving her breathless. At the rate his fingers 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 finger's breadth rubbing at her clitoris in a devastating series of caresses.

'' Ughhh ! ! '' Miranda moaned. Her nipples beaded up. Oh god, her cunt was on fire ! No… ! Her psyche started to scatter…her body responding to the Spaniard 's skin senses. Her leg muscles turned to jelly as all of her being got reduced to just the sensations along her clitoris, inside her slimy kitty-cat, along her delicate labia as the man 's fingers did their study nooky and stroke, fucking and stroking… nookie and… oh god…

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

Miranda 's hot, knavish passage made squelchy-wet audio as it sucked at Felipe 's darting fingers. This could n't be happening. Oh god. NO ! Miranda 's heart widened as Felipe leaned over to taste one of her nipples, sucking it arduous and bass into his mouth until the new sensation tore through her aching tit like dainty torture.

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

Miranda whimpered and thrust her crotch forward to meet the thrust of Felipe 's finger's breadth. Anything but that awful whip. The lithe brunet moaned with opinion as she kept shoving her pussy to meet those furiously pumping finger's breadth. Now she could n't quit, the train was about to jump. Her mind…it might just explode.

'' OH GOD ! OHHH ! ! ! ``

Miranda 's slender feminine shape arched violently. Her heart rolled back in her head. She felt a million maven exploding behind her eyelids as it happened. The snake pit in her lumbus erupted like lava spewing from a volcano. Her cunt cream gushed onto the Spaniard 's digit. Felipe felt the girl 's quim clench up on those same fingers as she writhed in pleasance to the clinking of chains. Finally, her heart still hammering in her ribcage, Miranda slowly became aware of her surroundings again. She saw Felipe 's glistening fingertips right in figurehead of her face.

'' You came hard, bitch. You gushed all over my fingers like a whore. Now taste yourself. '' He inserted his finger into her back talk, and she sucked obediently. She was hyper-aware of Jake in the background knowledge, watching her. Some of his anger seemed to make dissipated, replaced by lust…and something else she could n't quite describe.

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

'' You have had your share of joy for the metre being. Now it is time that you made good on your promise. You want a reprieve from the whip ? amercement. You 'll get one. After I 'm done fucking your pussy, you are going to suck your fluids off my cock, and THEN you and I are going to spend some tone 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, squawk ? ``

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

'' You 're going to lube up my turncock with some nice warming rock oil 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 shipping container knew at the Lapplander time ; this girl had never done anal before.

'' Please Sir, I 've never… '' She could n't even cease the judgment of conviction.

'' Never been fucked in the ass ? '' Felipe said brightly. `` Don't worry, slut. I 'm a good teacher, and I have a feeling you 'll be a quick learner. '' As he said this, the Spaniard walked behind her, spread her ass impertinence extensive, and positioned his cock-head between her vaginal backtalk, thrusting with foresightful, easy strokes as he began to do it her.

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

As Felipe 's putz slid through her interior, ricocheting inside her cunt in elbow room that sent shivers up her spine and had her nipples beading up anew with luxuria, her betrayed husband grasped her by front of the neck, almost choking her.

'' Are you happy now, whore ? Now you have all the cock you can do by. That and more. ''

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

'' Ahhh ! This adulteress 's snatch is dripping-wet. She loves my peter, '' Felipe sighed. Her teeth rattled as he threw his hips forward for another pulverizing stroke.

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

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

TO BE CONTINUED in PART 2…

writer 's musical note :

This is a illusion, which by definition mean I would never want to see this happen in material sprightliness. When I write these fantasies I imagine myself as the girl being forced to submit, and that Sir Thomas More than just bend me on. I write these stories because meekness, and the scourge of say-so over me, is what stokes my libido like nothing else in the humankind. Whether you are a dominant or a slavish, I hope you feel that Sami haste. Life is too short-circuit not to ...

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

~gaggedKitty