***Disclaimer : This report has solid nonconsent theme. I do not condone any of these acts in real life sentence and this is a dark fantasy - nil LE, nothing more. ***

Miranda awoke in a large merchant vessels container about 8 by 40 invertebrate foot long. That 's all she knew as she came to from whatever he 'd drugged her with. Miranda Henry Wheeler Shaw was a beautiful 23-year-old girl. She was 5'4, slim almost to the head of petite, with yearn, charcoal-dark hair, brown optic, pale skin, and perfectly shaped tit which were neither too small nor too big.

Jake Shaw, Miranda 's hubby, was her opposite in so many ways. He was built like a man 's man. Tall and sturdy, muscles rippled across his iron-hard frame 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 waist. If Miranda was delicate, like wisps of silk, then Jake Shaw was all triple-forged brand. He sported a soot-colored shadow beard with a crescent mark near the bottom of his left buttock, and right now he was staring at her with those intense gray eyes.

Miranda was used to seeing those greyish center warm to liquid silver whenever they turned in her direction, but not now. No. And it was all her fracture.

Something very different burned in those eyes just now. Anger. treason. Rage.

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

She tried to do but could n't. She could hardly even move. The slender female child was completely naked. He 'd plugged up her pretty mouth with a cock-shaped ball gag fastened to her jaw. Her beseeching heart did n't seem to move him at all. Shackles around her ankles were anchored to big iron ring attached to the shipping container 's storey. They forced her legs extensive apart, exposing her helpless, tantalizing, smoothly-shaved cunt. At the same time her shackle radiocarpal joint were hoisted by chain high above her fountainhead, each chain strung to iron out rings set along the container 's ceiling.

'' PLLSSSS ! ''

Let me explicate. Please, Jake !

That was what she wanted to say, but of trend she couldn't—not with that fearsome gag stuffing her mouth…and now it was too late. The scathe had been done, and it had clearly gouged deep into the meat of this man who loved her. Or was it 'had'loved her ?

Jake was naked and in his bridge player he held a five-tailed whip with a braided handgrip and plaited tip. He swished the party whip idly back and Forth, paying attention and yet still clearly enraged.

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

Gospel According to Matthew, her bodyguard. She closed her eyes. Her heart sank. It was exactly what she 'd feared. He knew. Oh god…

'' Shall we take a aspect ? 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 button and the silver screen came to life.

A hotel entourage, sumptuously furnished, appeared in the desktop. A luxuriant queen-size bed with gold sheets filled up most of the room. A gorgeous brunette knelt on those golden shroud, on her hands and articulatio genus as she faced the hidden camera. She was naked, her breasts shaking with the personnel 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 mating. The loud smacking sounds continued each time the man 's genitals slammed into the girl 's sexy ass. The man reached around, cupping one chest as he fucked her.

The missy squealed with lust. `` Yes, sister, fuck this pussy. OH Gospel According to Matthew, fuck my niggling pussy raw. unfold my cunt. kick in me a baby ! Oh god ! Oh nooky ! screw me ! ``

Miranda closed her eyes with an dread feeling as the video of her and St. Matthew the Apostle making love continued to act as in front of her. Jake muted the sound. Now he stepped up to her, lifting her chin with one fingerbreadth. `` That image and those words will forever be seared into my brain, cunt. Forever. ``

tear momentarily sprang into her married man 's eyes. `` Why, Miranda ? Why ? ! '' The rhetorical question hung like torment in the air.

What made it all that a good deal bad was that she and Jake had been trying for a infant for months. That she was fucking another man without protection—willing to cuckold Jake—perhaps that was what put Jake 's anger over the edge. She had been willing to layer one level of dissembling on top of another, willing to let Jake help her raise a child that might not be truly theirs.

With a dampen gaze, Jake unfastened the lump 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 wrist, and the whip 's tendrils lashed out, smacking squarely across Miranda 's supple strobilus as she cried out.

'' AAYY ! ! Please Jake, let me explain. '' Her pretty face crumpled for a here and now. `` I did n't mean to… Saint Matthew and I were just with each former all the prison term while you were on your business 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 offend you, Jake. Please, you have to believe me ! ``

There was another loud whoosh of the lash, and this prison term 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 brief, cherished time, his fingers were like a salve on her pussy, caressing her joy nub.

'' It…'just happened'Miranda ? Did it 'just encounter'that you were OK fucking Matthew without a rubber, having his child instead of mine ? Was that unplanned too ? Or did you simply not even care ? '' Jake leaned forward and pressed his lips to Miranda 's, his tongue exploring her lip in a prospicient, burning 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 matter in the universe that mattered most to me, Miranda. And what did you do ? You threw it back in my typeface. You fucked another man behind my rachis. '' He leaned in, his heart terrifying even as his fingers rubbed her sex with delusory fondness. `` fountainhead guess what, you little tart ? Now you 're going to get exactly what you deserve. ``

What she deserved ? What did that mean ? mentation whirled and raced through her judgement as Jake drew back and banged on the English of the shipping container with his fist. Five men dressed all in dim walked inside. All five began to immediately strip, leaving their wearing apparel in a mountain along the far side of the shipping container until they were naked. All were delicious specimens of the Male raceway.

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

Miranda'oculus widened as she saw the five men with their long, thick rooster standing at attention in a half-circle before her. Four of the men looked Russian or eastern European, and Felipe was definitely a Spaniard. Sven was the fully grown of the bunch, with his knock off head, tree-trunk thick biceps, and his peter engorged had to be just over 10 inches.

Baen had a crew cut, and he was possibly the most handsome of the chemical group, although not quite as muscular. Radic and Viktor were definitely Slavic in appearance, with rugged feature of speech, and Felipe ? The Spaniard had seductive greenish-brown eyes and a more angular cheek, his anatomy less bulky than the others. All five men 's regard caressed her bare figure with a hunger that left Miranda 's mouth 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 husband ! Jake, please ! ''

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

'' There are stack of sex toy dog in the bag, valet. Indulge yourselves at this squawk 's disbursal. Make sure she suffers. I want her fucked in all her gob. Other than that, anything goes…and I literally mean ANYTHING. ''

Sven, the leader with the shaved head teacher, came toward her first. He turned back toward Jake at the last-place bit.

'' Happy to oblige Sir, but do you beware if I make a proposition ? ``

'' Go ahead, '' Jake said.

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

'' Would you be so kind as to whip this fornicatress while I fuck her ? ``

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

Sven suddenly knelt between the fille 's wooden leg, lapping at her twat with his greedy knife. Miranda closed her eyes, biting her lip to repress the moan that wanted to slip out.

'' Please Jake. Uhh ! Please, think about what you 're doing. I 'm meritless for what I did, Jake. I never wanted to smart you. I 'll do anything to attain it up to you, coddle. Please ! ''

Miranda 's watchword died like moths hit by a hurricane as Sven 's knife stroked along her tiny brass bundle, creating a tight burn trench in her loins. Her slit clenched up, her belly clenched up, and she felt a wetness start to form between her thighs as Sven started getting through to her. His tongue Dove deeper, exploring her soft, soon-to-be slippery crimp, and his work force gently cupped her beautiful young ass. The sounds of his loud slurps and sucks filled the shipping container while Miranda looked down, helpless to lay off the lust edifice inside of her. Meanwhile, she remained all too aware of the four former men with fixed hard-ons 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 mind raced, trying to hail up with the right thing to say. What would calm his angriness, though ? What words could ease what she had done ?

'' Jake, I love you. I know it 's firmly to see that now, but it 's ... aaahhhh…it 's true. '' She tried to ignore Sven 's natural language as it kept caressing her pussy, sliding along her vaginal backtalk like an frightfully vamper before stroking her clit with renewed vigor.

'' Please Jake. ''

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

'' placidity, piddling whore. I wo n't hear to your lies. '' As he said this, he flicked his wrist joint and the whip came slamming across her chest.

'' AAAHHH ! ! '' Miranda groaned as the whipping continued, a measured cadence that followed a predictable pattern. The swoosh of the leather, her muscles tensing up for the blow, and then her petite flesh writhing in her bail as the sting smote her mamilla. Only the distractions of Sven 's skilful tongue inside her pussy and lacing at her clit kept her from losing her nous.

nose drops.

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

Now Sven turned back and raised a hand, just so Jake knew that he was about to support up. Jake waited until Sven had walked around behind Miranda 's prone human body. Then his hands gently cupped Miranda 's breasts, wresting a groan from her throat as his palms cupped the supple, soon-to-be bid flesh. Now Sven 's big paw slid down to her pelvis. He kept one bridge player on her hip and pulled her butt back towards him until he had the utter angle to thrash his hammer into her uncover pussy from can. He reached around with one handwriting, rubbing her clitoris even as he eased his bulbous cock-head between her labia, sinking his ray of light into her slick magazine, fast vagina.

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

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 real whip, one designed for livestock, then the beautiful little girl 's white meat would have already been covered with angry medal of welts. Fortunately for Miranda, the whip was a sex toy, and though the tendrils stung something awful, they did n't leave a scrape. At to the lowest degree not yet.

'' Ahhh ! '' Miranda groaned as she felt Sven 's peter slide deep inside her wetness. The bulky Russian clearly enjoyed the vicelike adhesive friction of her cunt squeezing the unit length of his shaft each time the smacking of the lash against her tits had her squirming and squealing.

'' Oh, yes, you sexy bitch. Keep writhing on my dick. That feels like Heaven, '' Sven growled. He slid his handwriting along her articulatio coxae and held her fast, looking down at their enjoined soundbox as he fucked her furiously, his turncock sliding easily in and out of her tone down sex. The truth was, as terrible and humiliating as this felt, the turncock drilling her snatch and grazing her inner walls with so many decadent sentience had started enslaving Miranda to obscene desires she did n't want to acknowledge.

The next fifteen minutes were a blur of pain and pleasure for the girl. Her slender, feminine soma flailed each time the whip smote her bosom. Each time that happened, her cunt clenched around Sven 's cock, milking his orb towards release. Despite the onslaught of stimuli assaulting her brain, Miranda managed to cogitate, to concentre her mind on the problem ; how could she win back her enraged married man 's tenderness ? Or at least make the pain stop ?

Suddenly she had an idea.

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

'' Please Jake, do n't let him come up inside me, '' she moaned. `` You do n't want him to get me fraught. I do n't want to have any nipper but yours, Jake. please ! ``

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

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! ! ``

Jake bellowed, `` You should bear thought of that before you let Matthew bed you without protection, bitch. As I said before, I am no longer going to hear to your Trygve Lie. '' The future solidus smote her supple cones with a peculiar inhuman treatment that definitely came from Jake 's sense of being betrayed. Two slight, red bar sprouted across the girl 's beautiful breasts, and Miranda realized that her words were only enraging Jake even more. If he kept hitting her like that, her breasts were going to be More than just bid and sore. So instead she shut her sassing, just groaning and tensing up with each lash of the party whip, with each plunge of Sven 's cock.

Sven leaned over, licking the face of her neck opening as his cock speared up towards her womb with a serial of shag so savage that his nut jostled back and forth in a fuzz of move.

'' Almost there, bitch. Uh ! Uhh ! ! UH ! ! ! ! Almost ready to take your pussy, '' Sven growled. He reached up with both hands, cupping and squeezing Miranda 's breasts as the mo of Truth came. Miranda wailed as Sven 's calloused hands touched her overly raw tits, then groaned as she felt that cock vellication madly inside her slippery, biting sex. Her snatch filled with the glutinous, ugly cum shooting out of Sven 's cock until his well up bollock finally stilled, his movements stilling as he just lay pressed up against her back, his cock enfolded in her warmth.

He waited, relishing the hug of her snatch around his manhood, until at last he pulled out. His humanity was shiny with their meld fluids. The scent 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 realize Jake see reason. But she did n't know what she could say. She tried not to call back about the mucilaginous cum dribbling from between her second joint. The miss tried not to opine about the other four men with raging stopcock just waiting to have their way with her adjacent.

Sven walked up to Jake and put out his hired man.

'' Shall I take over the whiplash ? ``

Jake nodded. `` Go ahead. I 'll abide back and watch. ``

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

'' I 'll rent soggy endorsement. I want to fuck that pussycat, '' the Spaniard growled.

The Spaniard strode up to her. He cupped her mons, enjoying the smooth feel of her shaven pubic domain. He went from cupping her sex to drilling her twat with two fingers, the slimy leftover 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 tell your friend not to pip me, '' Miranda begged. Felipe smiled, one handwriting stroking the side of her expression as his former hand 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 forehead jerked up and then his eyes turned wicked. `` Did you hear that, Sven ? This picayune fornicatress will do ANYTHING I want to avoid the whip. That sounds entertaining, does it not ? ``

Sven 's smile was drear but amused. `` I think you should lead the bitch up on her offering. '' The early men 's chortle voiced their agreement.

Felipe turned back to the sexy brunette, his rim teasing hers until he gave her a Daniel Chester French buss, leaving her breathless. At the charge per unit his finger's breadth were hitting her g-spot and friction along her interior, she was n't far from sexual climax either. Now, sensing her mounting lust, he slipped his other hired hand to her sex, his fingers rubbing at her button in a devastating series of caresses.

'' Ughhh ! ! '' Miranda moaned. Her nipples beaded up. Oh god, her cunt was on flame ! No… ! Her intellect started to scatter…her consistence responding to the Spaniard 's feeling. Her leg muscles turned to jelly as all of her being got reduced to just the virtuoso along her clitoris, inside her ugly pussy, along her finespun labia as the man 's fingers did their workplace fucking and stroking, fucking and stroking… screwing and… oh god…

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

Miranda 's hot, slick musical passage 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 smack one of her nipples, sucking it operose and deep into his rima oris until the new sensation tore through her aching tit like recherche torture.

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

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

'' OH GOD ! OHHH ! ! ! ``

Miranda 's slender feminine physical body arched violently. Her eyes rolled back in her head. She felt a million stars exploding behind her eyelid as it happened. The inferno in her loins erupted like lava spewing from a volcano. Her twat cream gushed onto the Spaniard 's fingerbreadth. Felipe felt the girl 's quim clench up on those same fingers as she writhed in delight to the clinking of chains. Finally, her heart and soul still hammering in her ribcage, Miranda slowly became aware of her surround again. She saw Felipe 's glistening fingertips right in front of her face.

'' You came hard, squawk. You gushed all over my fingers like a whore. Now taste yourself. '' He inserted his fingers into her rima oris, and she sucked obediently. She was hyper-aware of Jake in the background knowledge, 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 digit from between Miranda 's sass with a grunt.

'' You have had your plowshare of pleasure for the time being. Now it is metre that you made safe on your hope. You want a reprieve from the whiplash ? amercement. You 'll get one. After I 'm done fucking your pussy, you are going to give suck your fluids off my cock, and THEN you and I are going to drop some character fourth dimension on the mattress. I 'm going to lie back and let you do all the work, and do you acknowledge 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 warming oils and then put my cock in your ass and transfix yourself on it and ride me. '' The way Miranda 's eyes widened, every man in the merchant vessels container knew at the same time ; this girl had never done anal before.

'' Please Sir, I 've never… '' She could n't even finish the condemnation.

'' Never been fucked in the ass ? '' Felipe said brightly. `` Don't vexation, slut. I 'm a dear teacher, and I have a feeling you 'll be a quick learner. '' As he said this, the Spaniard walked behind her, spread her ass cheeks wide, and positioned his cock-head between her vaginal backtalk, thrusting with long, gentle strokes as he began to get laid her.

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

As Felipe 's tool slid through her insides, ricocheting inside her cunt in ways that sent shivers up her spine and had her nipples beading up anew with lust, her betrayed husband grasped her by front man of the neck, almost choking her.

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

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

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

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

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

TO BE CONTINUED in PART 2…

writer 's bank note :

This is a fantasy, which by definition way I would never want to see this happen in real life sentence. When I write these phantasy I imagine myself as the girl being forced to take, and that more than just wrench me on. I write these report because submission, and the threat of dominance over me, is what stokes my libido like nothing else in the universe. Whether you are a dominant or a submissive, I hope you feel that same thrill. living is too brusque not to ...

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

~gaggedKitty