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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will pass on you some background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long buddy-buddy brown hair that flows down below her shoulders. Her chest are large, full, and natural with just a touch of sag. Each breast is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding punishing mammilla. Her tight stomach is flat and her ass is heavily and round. She always keeps her kitty shaved, except for a pocket-sized expanse of hair above her button. Her pussy sass are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets shake up.

I, on the other bridge player, am a tall, slim down, average looking guy, but I always keep myself in full shape. My best dimension was my pecker. I am over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bellying mushroom-like head. What my wife, and other char, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes subdued. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the blind drunk hollow.

This fib is true, with some alterations like names and particular date. I also took some liberty to commingle some experiences so the account would not sweep on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this story has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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

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Carole was working for a smut producer, conductor, and her job that day was to be a fluffer, to just keep all the men hard and ready for the adjacent scene. When she left the large warehouse, it was sullen outside and she had parked her car across the parking lot where the lighting was bad.

She unlocked the car door and climbed into the driver's tooshie. Immediately, she was grabbed from hind end. Startled, she jumped and tried to scream but a with child hand was over her backtalk. Then she felt a knife come up to her pharynx. The man in the backseat, behind her, said,"If you scream, I will pop you. empathise ?"

Carole nodded slowly.

"Good. 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 pharynx as Carole climbed between the two presence seats into the backrest. The man reached up and unlocked the rest period of the room access and three to a greater extent men got in the car. The man in the number one wood's bum started the car and backed out of the parking space. The man in the front passenger seat turned and, with a Brobdingnagian smile on his brass, stared at her.

Carole was in the center of the backseat with a prominent man on both sides of her. The man lowered the knife to her rib and smiled."This is going to be fun,"the man in the front rider hindquarters said.

The man to her mighty took detainment of her oral sex and turned her human face towards him."Yes, it is,"the man said right into her facial expression. Carole was terrified.

The man with the knife reached up and grabbed the neckline of her t-shirt. With abruptness and power, 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 action, ripping her shirt all the way down the front."fountainhead, smell at these fucking udder,"the man said."They are as nice as I thought."

At the same time, the man on her right turned Carole's boldness to his and he kissed her, forcefully. She didn't respond, which upset him."Bitch, kiss me rectify,"the man said, slapping her hard across the face. He kissed her again. She kissed him back.

For next several second, the two men in the backseat kissed her and mauled her tits. Carole didn't have any pick 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 promote her into a declamatory building. They led her up some steps and into a expectant part outer space. The room was entire of men. As soon as she was in the way, all the talking stopped. The elbow room went deadened quiet. Then they started to surround 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 hand up and grabbed her right tit. From behind her, a man pulled what remained of her shirt off her back. Hands came in from every direction. Her implements of war were grabbed and held as her shorts were unsnapped and pulled down.

Now naked, she was pushed back and Forth River in the middle 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 address herself from the abuse, but she couldn't. The men moved closer in on her and the slapping continued. Her ass and knocker were targeted, but then person slapped her across the face. She started to cry.

The men picked her up and carried her over to a sturdy wooden table. She was bent over onto the table, face down. Her weaponry were pulled to the face and rope were tied around her carpus. The ropes ran up to the far side of the board and her arms were pulled tight, stretched out. The other conclusion of the roach were secured to the table branch on the far side. At the same time, her mortise joint where tied to the derriere of the table legs.

Bent over the table and securely boundary, she continued to cry. She was terrified and completely spread and exposed. She looked back to see that the men were all disrobe. The low naked man was walking up behind her. The let out a loudly pant as the man roughly penetrated her pussy.

"Oh, yeah,"the man panted, as he grabbed onto her pelvis 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 following man entered her a instant later.

leash men later, the man placed his cock at the tight entrance to her ass."I'm gon na really enjoy this,"he said, and pushed slowly forward. Carole let out a piffling squeal as the man pushed passed her loaded anal tintinnabulation and popped inside her.

For the next hr, man after man raped her. Some used her twat and some her ass, but they all came inside her. There was nothing she could do. She was helpless.

Sometime during the initial rape, more men showed up. Each of them, as they arrived, dropped their pant and joined the line. When one man got up to her for his turn, he asked,"Which hole has been used more ?"

"What ? Afraid of loose-fitting twentieths ?"another man laughed.

"Thomas More like thirtieths,"said another.

"Oh, inferno, I guess it doesn't matter,"the man behind her said, ramming his cock up her ass.

A couple 60 minutes 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 infantry. Carole was dizzy and almost collapsed. The man slapped her gruelling across the typeface."Wake the nookie up,"he said."We still have plan for you."He pushed her over against a wall. When he let go of her, she fell to the floor.

The man grabbed her by the whisker and pulled her up into a seated position, with her dorsum against the bulwark. Then he yelled,"Open your mouth bitch."The man shoved his cock into her backtalk and started to face-fuck her. Carole tried to relax her throat as the man pushed his shaft trench with each thrust. With her headspring against the wall, there was nowhere to go and the man's rooster drove roughly down her pharynx with each violent stab.

Carole could say he was about to burst, 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 melodic line reformed, this time to know her throat. Over an hour later, she was covered with cum. She had swallowed dozens of it, but many of the men shot their quite a little onto her face or her pap. Dried cum was caked all over her and fresh cum ran down her case and her chest.

Finally, it stopped. Or so she thought.

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

When she woke up, her arms were untied, but a heavy 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 dick into her. Her pussy was very sore. The man didn't take long before he added his sperm to her already entire pussycat and climbed off her.

The succeeding man in logical argument climbed on top of her and started to fuck her. Suddenly, he stopped thrusting and pushed himself up. He looked down at her human face and then down at her nipple. He got an evil facial expression on his face as he moved down a little and took her right on teat into his mouthpiece and bit down hard. Carole cried out. The man laughed and bit down again. Then he bit a pap and pulled up on it and held it with his tooth. He continued to thrust into her, making her tit move and pull hard against the nipple still between the man's teeth. It hurt terribly.

Suddenly, he stopped fucking her again and for the side by side several minute of arc, he continued to sting both her tits, leaving marks all over them. Then he went back to fucking her. Several of them men after him did the same to her. She cried as they bit into her tit bod, but they were relentless.

Carole's colza continued for several more time of day. 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 titmouse were slapped and bit. Her face was slapped and spit on.

Eventually, men stopped coming into the way she was in and she was left all alone. When she realized no more men were in the elbow room with her, she listened intently for respective minutes before getting out of bed. She peered out the room access and saw that almost of the men had left and that the single 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 find oneself them. Completely raw, she ran down the street and hid in some George Bush in a belittled green. She fell asleep.

Early the adjacent morning, she woke up to a man standing over her. The man, in underdrawers and a t-shirt, was obviously a jogger."You okay ?"he asked her, trying to search at her expression and not down at her au naturel body. Carole didn't response. 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 t-shirt and slowly came out of the bushes.

"semen 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 drumhead, ‘ no.'The Jogger tried to persuade her, but she just declined each time."Where should I bring you ?"he asked in the car.

"Take me to your stead,"Carole finally spoke.

"What ? You sure ?"She nodded."Ah, I'm not sure that is a good approximation,"the Jogger said.

"Please,"she begged.

"O.K.,"he finally acquiesced.

The Jogger took her to his apartment and let her in. He showed her where the privy was and told her she could clean up. She shocked him as she looked into his human face and pulled the jersey up and off. This was the first he could see her in full brightness. She was beautiful and sexy, but at the instant she looked dreadful. Her tomentum was matted with elbow grease and cum. Her face was bruised and streaked with dry out spermatozoon. Her big tits were covered with prick marks and bruise. Some were suck marks, but others were contusion from the venomous slapping they had taken. Cum threaded across her chest and her stomach. When she turned around to get in the shower, he saw that her ass was covered with hand mark that were turning into bad contusion as well.

A half-hour later, she reemerged from the bathroom. Again, to his surprisal, she was totally naked. She stood directly in front of him and looked at him. Embarrassed, he tried to look away."You don't like what you see ?"Carole asked and then started sobbing.

"Of trend, 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 lounge side by side to him and cried.

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

It was difficult for the man. Here was this sexy raw woman laying with her head in his lap. She had just been raped. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't help but look at her nakedness. She was beautiful and he was very tempted to have-to doe with her, but he didn't. He struggled with himself.

She moved slightly. Her head word came to roost directly on top of his tool. It twitched and started to inure. He couldn't full point it. Carole woke up and could feel it move. She rolled her head word and looked up at his face. She smiled. They both knew he had a raging hard-on.

She brought her handwriting up to his zip and took hold of the pluck tab."time lag,"the Jogger said, gasping and reaching down to stop her. She gently moved his hands away and pulled the zipper open. Reaching in, she pulled the man's hammer out. He stared down round-eyed as Carole lifted her head enough to incite his shorts down a petty and pull 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 heavy rod into her mouth.

A minute later, he had his hand on the rachis of her head as she moved her mouth up and down his recollective prick."Oh, my God,"the man kept repeating. She took more and Sir Thomas More of him into her lip and down her pharynx. Then he burst."Oh, my God, yeah,"he gasped as she gulped and swallowed his hot load.

She let him end up in her mouth, sucking continuously on his twitching cock until she had drained the utmost lilliputian bit of cum from the peter. Then she sat up side by side to him.

"Can you take me home, now ?"she asked him.

The man just looked at her and laughed."Sure,"he said."What's your name and where do you hold up ?"he asked.

Carole selected a tenacious T-shirt to wear as a short dress and then gave him the address. He drove her home.

I heard the car come up the driveway 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, await a minute,"I told him commandingly. A little frightened by my timber, he stopped and just stood there.

"come in and sit down,"I told them both. I sat Carole on the couch next to me and the man in one of the former electric chair."What happened ?"I repeated.

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

"Are you okay ?"I said, looking at her spite brass."Let me see."

Carole knew what I meant and didn't hesitate. She stood and pulled the long t-shirt off over her head."cocksucker,"I said, under my breath, when I saw her bruised body.

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

"crook around,"I told her. She turned to face the Jogger and I looked at her bruised rear 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 rear around to face me."It's okay,"I told her, comfortingly, as I hugged her."It's okey. I don't affair how many did."I slid my script down to her ass and cupped her right impudence."It's only sex,"I said, to the other man's astonishment."You will be fine. I'll telephone the medico and we will go see him tomorrow. You will be just fine."

She started to slow her watchword."You still love me ?"she asked.

"Of track, I do,"I told her, squeezing her ass."Why would I halt loving you ? I like it when you get fucked by former men. Silly."I pulled her face up to bet 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. Okay ?"

"O.K.,"she said, wiping her eyes.

I looked over at the bemused 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 valet, so I gave him a blowjob."She smiled and laughed a little.

"wellspring, undecomposed for you,"I told her, smiling back at her."So, why don't you do that again before he leaves ?"

"Okay,"she said. She turned and walked over to the former man.

He watched in astonishment as she obediently got down on her knees in front of him. She reached up and unzipped his pants. Then she looked up into his eyes as she took his ragging heavy cock out his pants and kissed the chief. He stared into her eyes as she started licking up and down the rotating shaft. He let out a long suspiration when she finally took his cock into her lip and started sucking.

Carole gave him an striking cock sucking that ended with him exploding into her rima oris. She made a big deal out of swallowing his load and then smiling back up at him."I really like the way your cum tastes,"she told him.

"My round,"I said, waving her over to me. She turned and crawled on her hands and knees over to me. My pants were already down and I was stroking my hard cock. She took it from me."Suck my clod,"I told her. Carole popped one into her mouth and rolled it around with her tongue as she continued to stroke me with her hand.

The other man stayed and watched as she deep-throated my long thick cock. She drank my cum. After I was finished with her, I got up and led him to the room access. I thanked him and escape from his hand.

The next day, I took her to see the Doctor. The Doctor had seen her before and knew what she was ... a subservient slattern. After several trial and waiting a yoke Clarence Shepard Day Jr. for results, I took her back to his office staff."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 houseclean greenback of health.

"So about my bill,"the doctor said, looking down at Carole. He licked his brim.

I smiled and said,"This weekend ?"

"All weekend,"the Doc said.

"Agreed,"I said."Bring her to you Fri after work."

I took my married woman place and fucked her severely. That Friday, I dropped her off at the Dr.'s office. He later told me that she performed beautifully .