***Disclaimer : This tarradiddle has substantial nonconsent themes. I do not excuse any of these Acts in real lifetime and this is a dark illusion - nothing less, zip more. ***

Miranda awoke in a bombastic merchant vessels container about 8 by 40 foot long. That 's all she knew as she came to from whatever he 'd do drugs her with. Miranda Shaw was a beautiful 23-year-old young woman. She was 5'4, slim almost to the full stop of petite, with hanker, charcoal-dark hair, brown eyes, pale skin, and perfectly shaped titty which were neither too small nor too big.

Jake George Bernard Shaw, Miranda 's husband, was her opposite word in so many ways. He was built like a man 's man. Tall and sturdy, musculus 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 waistline. If Miranda was frail, like wisps of silk, then Jake Shaw was all triple-forged brand. He sported a soot-colored dark face fungus with a crescent scar near the bottom of his left cheek, and right now he was staring at her with those vivid gray eyes.

Miranda was used to seeing those gray oculus warm to liquid silver whenever they turned in her focus, but not now. No. And it was all her faulting.

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

'' HOW LONG ? '' His part rang out in the shipping container like a evaluator shouting out a guilty verdict.

She tried to answer but could n't. She could hardly even move. The slender missy was completely naked. He 'd plug away up her pretty lip with a cock-shaped bollock gag fastened to her jaw. Her imploring middle did n't seem to locomote him at all. hamper around her ankle were anchored to big iron band attached to the transport container 's trading floor. They forced her legs wide apart, exposing her helpless, tantalizing, smoothly-shaved cunt. At the same time her shackled wrist joint were hoisted by string gamy above her brain, each mountain range strung to iron hoop 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 dread gag stuffing her mouth…and now it was too late. 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 mitt he held a five-tailed whip with a braided hold 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 escort. She closed her eyes. Her center sank. It was exactly what she 'd feared. He knew. Oh god…

'' Shall we take a face ? Shall I remind you of what you 've done ? '' He picked up a remote control and looked across at a plinth with a reminder and Blu-ray player on top of it. He pressed a push button and the screen came to living.

A hotel suite, sumptuously furnished, appeared in the backdrop. A lush queen-sized bed with gold sheets filled up to the highest degree of the room. A gorgeous brunette knelt on those golden sheets, on her script and knee joint as she faced the enshroud photographic camera. She was defenseless, her knocker shaking with the effect of the man who 'd inserted his hammer in her warm, slippery, and more-than-willing sex. As the man fucked her from behind, the female child moaned louder. The mattress jostled back and Forth with the force of their union. The tatty slap audio continued each time the man 's genitals slammed into the little girl 's sexy ass. The man reached around, cupping one breast as he fucked her.

The girl squealed with lust. `` Yes, baby, sleep with this pussy. OH Saint Matthew the Apostle, fuck my niggling pussy raw. extend my bitch. ease up me a babe ! Oh god ! Oh roll in the hay ! nookie me ! ``

Miranda closed her middle with an nasty feeling as the television of her and St. Matthew making love continued to work in social movement of her. Jake muted the sound. Now he stepped up to her, lifting her mentum with one digit. `` That mental image and those words will forever be seared into my brainiac, cunt. Forever. ``

tear momentarily sprang into her husband 's center. `` Why, Miranda ? Why ? ! '' The rhetorical interrogative sentence hung like anguish in the air.

What made it all that much sorry was that she and Jake had been trying for a babe for calendar month. That she was fucking another man without protection—willing to betray Jake—perhaps that was what put Jake 's anger over the edge. She had been will to layer one level of magic trick on top of another, willing to let Jake facilitate her raise a child that might not be truly theirs.

With a deaden gaze, Jake unfastened the clump gag and let it drop 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 lash 's tendrils lashed out, smacking squarely across Miranda 's lithesome strobile as she cried out.

'' AAYY ! ! Please Jake, let me excuse. '' Her pretty face crumpled for a minute. `` I did n't think to… St. Matthew the Apostle and I were just with each other all the meter while you were on your business tripper. 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 spite you, Jake. Please, you have to believe me ! ``

There was another tatty WHOOSH of the whip, and this prison term the five tendrils lashed at her display 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, cherished clock time, his fingerbreadth were like a balm on her snatch, caressing her joy nub.

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

'' I remember when giving you pleasure and joy was the one thing in the world that mattered most to me, Miranda. And what did you do ? You threw it back in my side. You fucked another man behind my back. '' He leaned in, his center terrifying even as his fingers rubbed her sex with deceptive warmheartedness. `` well estimate what, you little working girl ? Now you 're going to get exactly what you deserve. ``

What she deserved ? What did that mean ? persuasion whirled and raced through her judgment as Jake drew back and banged on the side of the merchant vessels container with his fist. Five men dressed all in melanize walked inside. All five began to immediately strip, leaving their dress in a heap along the far side of the merchant marine container until they were naked. All were delectable specimens of the male race.

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

Miranda'oculus widened as she saw the five men with their long, duncish 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 fully grown of the bunch, with his shaved head, tree-trunk thick biceps, and his cock engorged had to be just over 10 inches.

Baen had a crew cut, and he was possibly the most bountiful of the 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 eye and a more angulate nerve, his framing less bulky than the others. All five men 's regard caressed her naked figure with a hunger that left Miranda 's mouth completely dry.

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

Jake stepped back, his heart still cooler than day-old ashes. He gestured toward the mattress which had been thrown in the nearest corner of the shipping container. Beside it sat a closed duffel bag.

'' There are mass of sex toys in the bag, gentlemen. Indulge yourselves at this kick 's expense. pass water sure as shooting she suffers. I want her fucked in all her holes. other than that, anything goes…and I literally mean ANYTHING. ''

Sven, the loss leader with the shaved head, came toward her first of all. He turned back toward Jake at the last moment.

'' felicitous to accommodate Sir, but do you beware if I make a hint ? ``

'' Go ahead, '' Jake said.

'' In my experience there are few matter more sensitive than a young woman 's chest under the lash of a whip. And there are few matter more exquisite than feeling a girl writhe with your hammer inside of her. '' He pointed at the whip, and then slid his regard to Miranda 's breasts.

'' Would you be so kind as to whisk this jade while I fuck her ? ``

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

Sven suddenly knelt between the female child 's pegleg, lapping at her pussy with his greedy spit. Miranda closed her middle, 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 anguish you. I 'll do anything to urinate it up to you, featherbed. delight ! ''

Miranda 's words died like moths hit by a hurricane as Sven 's tongue stroked along her tiny nerve big bucks, creating a mingy suntan oceanic abyss in her loins. Her snatch clenched up, her belly clenched up, and she felt a wetness scratch line to form between her thighs as Sven started getting through to her. His glossa dove deeper, exploring her soft, soon-to-be slippery folds, and his hands gently cupped her beautiful young ass. The sounds of his loud slurps and suction 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 early men with rigid 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 arrive up with the decently matter to say. What would calm his anger, though ? What words could facilitate 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 lingua as it kept caressing her puss, sliding along her vaginal backtalk like an awful tease before stroking her clit with renewed zip.

'' Please Jake. ''

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

'' Quiet, little whore. I wo n't hear to your Trygve Halvden Lie. '' As he said this, he flicked his wrist joint and the whip came slamming across her bureau.

'' AAAHHH ! ! '' Miranda groaned as the whipping continued, a deliberate metre that followed a predictable pattern. The whoosh of the leather, her muscles tensing up for the blow, and then her flyspeck digit writhing in her bonds as the sting smote her tit. Only the distractions of Sven 's skillful tongue inside her pussy and licking at her clitoris kept her from losing her nous.

SMACK.

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

Now Sven turned back and raised a hand, just so Jake knew that he was about to tolerate up. Jake waited until Sven had walked around behind Miranda 's prone frame. Then his workforce gently cupped Miranda 's breast, wresting a moan from her throat as his palms cupped the supple, soon-to-be supply ship flesh. Now Sven 's big bridge player slid down to her hips. He kept one paw on her hip and pulled her nates back towards him until he had the sodding angle to mosh his cock into her exposed pussy from tush. He reached around with one handwriting, rubbing her clit even as he eased his bellied cock-head between her labia, sinking his beam into her glossy, mingy vagina.

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

The sound of the whiplash returned. Jake 's muscular arm lashed forward, and with it that five-tailed whip smacked harshly against her breast. If this had been a substantial whiplash, one designed for stock, then the beautiful young lady 's breasts would feature already been covered with angry medal of wheal. Fortunately for Miranda, the party whip was a sex toy, and though the tendrils stung something painful, they did n't leave a mark. At least not yet.

'' Ahhh ! '' Miranda groaned as she felt Sven 's hammer slide deep inside her wetness. The bulky Russian clearly enjoyed the vicelike clench of her snatch squeezing the unanimous length of his shaft each time the slap of the whip against her knocker had her squirming and squealing.

'' Oh, yes, you sexy bitch. sustain writhing on my dick. That feels like nirvana, '' Sven growled. He slid his hands along her hips and held her fasting, looking down at their enjoin bodies as he fucked her furiously, his cock sliding easily in and out of her dampish sex. The trueness was, as unspeakable and humiliating as this felt, the cock 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 15 minutes were a blur of painfulness and pleasure for the lady friend. Her slender, feminine image flailed each time the whip smote her breasts. Each clock time that happened, her cunt clenched around Sven 's cock, milking his egg towards release. Despite the onrush of stimulus assaulting her brain, Miranda managed to think, to focus her idea on the trouble ; how could she win back her enraged married man 's affection ? Or at to the lowest degree make the pain stop ?

Suddenly she had an mind.

Sven 's cock slammed deep into her pussy, only his testicles showing as he sheathed himself in her chassis. The girlfriend could feel his turncock straining inside her. He was going to follow soon, to spout 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 need him to get me fraught. I do n't want to have any child but yours, Jake. Please ! ``

But her monitor backfired on her. Jake 's grammatical construction 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 Saint Matthew the Apostle know you without protection, squawk. As I said before, I am no longer going to listen to your lies. '' The future accident smote her supple cones with a limited inhuman treatment that definitely came from Jake 's sense of being betrayed. Two slim down, red banding sprouted across the daughter 's beautiful breasts, and Miranda realized that her Logos were only enraging Jake even more. If he kept hitting her like that, her titty were going to be Thomas More than just bid and sore. So instead she shut her sass, just groaning and tensing up with each lash of the whip, with each plunge of Sven 's cock.

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

'' Almost there, bitch. Uh ! Uhh ! ! UH ! ! ! ! Almost ready to meet your snatch, '' Sven growled. He reached up with both hand, cupping and squeezing Miranda 's breasts as the moment of the true came. Miranda wailed as Sven 's calloused men touched her overly sensitive mamilla, then groaned as she felt that prick twitch madly inside her slippery, acrid sex. Her cunt filled with the mucilaginous, slimy cum shooting out of Sven 's cock until his swollen testicles finally stilled, his bowel movement 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 humanity, until at lowest he pulled out. His humanness was shiny with their commingle 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 piddle Jake see understanding. But she did n't know what she could say. She tried not to think about the muggy cum dribbling from between her thighs. The young woman tried not to cerebrate 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 deal.

'' Shall I take over the party whip ? ``

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

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

'' I 'll get hold of sloppy seconds. I want to lie with that pussycat, '' the Spaniard growled.

The Spaniard strode up to her. He cupped her Monday, enjoying the smooth feeling of her shaved pubic sphere. He went from cupping her sex to drilling her twat 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 delight behind her eyes.

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

'' Please assure your champion not to trounce me, '' Miranda begged. Felipe smiled, one hand stroking the side of her fount as his other 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 slut will do ANYTHING I want to void the whip. That sounds entertaining, does it not ? ``

Sven 's grinning was grim 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 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 rubbing along her inside, she was n't far from sexual climax either. Now, sensing her mounting lustfulness, he slipped his other paw to her sex, his fingers rubbing at her clit in a devastating series of caresses.

'' Ughhh ! ! '' Miranda moaned. Her nipples beaded up. Oh god, her cunt was on fire ! No… ! Her judgement started to scatter…her organic structure responding to the Spaniard 's pinch. Her leg muscles turned to jelly as all of her being got reduced to just the sense along her button, inside her slimy pussy, along her touchy labia as the man 's fingers did their work roll in the hay and stroking, fucking and stroking… fucking and… oh god…

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

Miranda 's hot, slick enactment made squelchy-wet sounds 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 intemperate and deep into his mouth until the new sensation tore through her aching tit like exquisite torture.

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

Miranda whimpered and thrust her crotch forward to meet the drive of Felipe 's finger. Anything but that awed whip. The lithe brunette moaned with feel as she kept shoving her pussy to meet those furiously pumping fingers. Now she could n't arrest, the train was about to derail. Her mind…it might just explode.

'' OH GOD ! OHHH ! ! ! ``

Miranda 's slender feminine build arched violently. Her eyes rolled back in her promontory. She felt a million stars exploding behind her palpebra as it happened. The nether region in her loins erupted like lava spewing from a volcano. Her slit cream gushed onto the Spaniard 's fingers. Felipe felt the girl 's quim grip up on those same fingers as she writhed in pleasure to the clinking of chains. Finally, her bosom still hammering in her ribcage, Miranda slowly became aware of her surroundings again. She saw Felipe 's glistening fingertips right in movement of her face.

'' You came hard, bitch. You gushed all over my finger's breadth like a working girl. Now taste yourself. '' He inserted his finger's breadth into her mouth, and she sucked obediently. She was hyper-aware of Jake in the scope, watching her. Some of his ira seemed to have dissipated, replaced by lust…and something else she could n't quite key out.

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

'' You have had your part of joy for the prison term being. Now it is clip that you made serious on your hope. You want a reprieve from the whip ? Fine. You 'll get one. After I 'm done fucking your snatch, you are going to go down on your fluids off my hammer, and THEN you and I are going to spend some character time on the mattress. I 'm going to lie back and let you do all the employment, and do you roll in the hay what you are going to do, bitch ? ``

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

'' You 're going to lube up my shaft with some prissy warming oils 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 same metre ; this young lady had never done anal before.

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

'' Never been fucked in the ass ? '' Felipe said brightly. `` Don't worry, slut. I 'm a good instructor, and I have a feeling you 'll be a nimble learner. '' As he said this, the Spaniard walked behind her, spread her ass cheeks wide, and positioned his cock-head between her vaginal lips, thrusting with hanker, easy strokes as he began to eff her.

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

As Felipe 's cock slid through her interior, ricocheting inside her cunt in elbow room that sent shivers up her pricker and had her nipples beading up anew with lust, her denounce husband grasped her by front of the cervix, almost choking her.

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

'' P-please Jake, '' she sputtered. `` I love you, '' she said, and now there were unfeigned tears in her eyes. She tried to neglect the ravishing sense experience of Felipe 's cock continuing to pump her slit and just tried to center on the man she still loved despite her unforgivable actions.

'' Ahhh ! This strumpet 's cunt is dripping-wet. She loves my shaft, '' Felipe sighed. Her teeth rattled as he threw his hip 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 say Jake that just might relent his rage…

TO BE CONTINUED in voice 2…

Author 's Note :

This is a fantasy, which by definition means I would never desire to see this happen in substantial life. When I write these illusion I imagine myself as the female child being forced to submit, and that Thomas More than just turns me on. I write these storey because entry, and the threat of ascendance over me, is what stokes my libido like nothing else in the globe. Whether you are a rife or a submissive, I hope you feel that same kick. sprightliness is too poor not to ...

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

~gaggedKitty