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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my married woman I will collapse you some desktop and a deion. I found my wife when she was only 18, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown hair that flows down below her shoulder joint. Her breast are large, full moon, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each breast is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding heavily nipples. Her tight tummy is savourless and her ass is hard and round. She always keeps her twat shaved, except for a small field of hair above her clit. Her pussy lips are equally amazing. They are recollective, but not too long, and distend and open like a blossom when she gets excited.

I, on the other manus, am a tall, dilute, norm looking guy, but I always keep myself in good Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe. My near attribute was my cock. I am over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like head word. What my wife, and other fair sex, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inch, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to get through all but the nasty gob.

This account is dead on target, with some change like names and appointment. I also took some impropriety to combine some experiences so the story would not drag 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 story about my wife, Carole, being held prisoner and raped. Be forewarned.

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Carole was working for a erotica manufacturer, manager, and her job that day was to be a fluffer, to just keep all the men hard and ready for the adjacent conniption. When she left the prominent warehouse, it was dark outside and she had parked her car across the parking lot where the kindling was bad.

She unlocked the car door and climbed into the driver's bottom. Immediately, she was grabbed from arse. Startled, she jumped and tried to squall but a large hired hand was over her sass. Then she felt a knife come up to her throat. The man in the backseat, behind her, said,"If you scream, I will kill you. Understand ?"

Carole nodded slowly.

"Good. Do what I tell you to do or I will cut your throat. see ?"

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 straw man seats into the back. The man reached up and unlocked the rest of the doors and three more men got in the car. The man in the device driver's buttocks started the car and backed out of the parking quad. The man in the front passenger seat turned and, with a Brobdingnagian smile on his face, stared at her.

Carole was in the centre of the backseat with a heavy man on both sides of her. The man lowered the knife to her costa and smiled."This is going to be fun,"the man in the front passenger bum said.

The man to her right took hold of her head and turned her face towards him."Yes, it is,"the man said right into her font. Carole was terrified.

The man with the knife reached up and grabbed the neckline of her jersey. With precipitousness 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 military action, ripping her shirt all the way down the front man."well, look at these fucking udders,"the man said."They are as nice as I thought."

At the same clock time, the man on her right field turned Carole's expression to his and he kissed her, forcefully. She didn't respond, which upset him."squawk, osculate me right,"the man said, slapping her severe across the face. He kissed her again. She kissed him back.

For next several bit, the two men in the backseat kissed her and mauled her tit. 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 advertize her into a large building. They led her up some stairs and into a large place quad. The elbow room was full of men. As soon as she was in the room, all the talking stopped. The room went perfectly tranquillity. Then they started to ring 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 spine. Hands came in from every centering. Her arms were grabbed and held as her trunks were unsnapped and pulled down.

Now naked, she was pushed back and Forth River in the center of the group of men. individual slapped her ass and she spun around. Then another man slapped her ass. She spun around again. Then a man slapped her decently across the boob. Then it happened again ... and again ... and again. She tried to brood herself from the ill-treatment, but she couldn't. The men moved closer in on her and the slapping continued. Her ass and titty were targeted, but then someone slapped her across the brass. She started to cry.

The men picked her up and carried her over to a sturdy wooden table. She was hang over onto the table, face down. Her arms were pulled to the side and ropes were tied around her wrist. The ropes ran up to the far slope of the table and her arms were pulled slopped, stretched out. The other ends of the Mexican valium were secured to the table legs on the far side. At the Sami time, her ankles where tied to the bottom of the board legs.

bent over the table and securely bound, she continued to cry. She was terrified and completely spread and exposed. She looked back to see that the men were all undressing. The foremost naked man was walking up behind her. The let out a tawdry pant as the man roughly penetrated her pussy.

"Oh, yeah,"the man panted, as he grabbed onto her hips 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 second later.

terzetto men later, the man placed his pecker at the pissed incoming to her ass."I'm gon na really enjoy this,"he said, and pushed slowly forward. Carole let out a little squeal as the man pushed passed her tight anal pack and popped inside her.

For the adjacent time of day, man after man raped her. Some used her pussy and some her ass, but they all came inside her. There was nothing she could do. She was helpless.

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

"What ? Afraid of sloppy twentieths ?"another man laughed.

"More like thirtieths,"said another.

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

A couple time of day later, the men stopped. One of the men untied her weapon, but then retied them behind her back. He untied her articulatio talocruralis and pulled her up onto her feet. Carole was dizzy and almost collapsed. The man slapped her toilsome across the case."Wake the ass up,"he said."We still have programme 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 hair and pulled her up into a sit military position, with her back against the wall. Then he yelled,"Open your mouth bitch."The man shoved his rooster into her oral cavity and started to face-fuck her. Carole tried to relax her throat as the man pushed his cock deep with each poke. With her headland against the wall, there was nowhere to go and the man's putz drove roughly down her throat with each violent stab.

Carole could tell he was about to burst, when he pulled his stopcock out of her mouth. He shot his shipment right onto her human face. When he was done, he laughed and called her a whore.

The line reformed, this clip to fuck her throat. Over an hour later, she was covered with cum. She had swallowed loads of it, but many of the men shot their stack onto her cheek or her breast. Dried cum was caked all over her and reinvigorated cum ran down her face and her chest.

Finally, it stopped. Or so she thought.

A couple arcminute later, she was pulled to her pes 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 munition were untied, 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 peter into her. Her pussy was very sore. The man didn't take long before he added his sperm to her already wax pussy and climbed off her.

The next man in line climbed on top of her and started to fuck her. Suddenly, he stopped thrusting and pushed himself up. He looked down at her face and then down at her boob. He got an evil look on his human face as he moved down a little and took her correct nipple into his mouth 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 teeth. He continued to squeeze into her, making her tit move and pull in hard against the tit still between the man's tooth. It hurt terribly.

Suddenly, he stopped fucking her again and for the next several proceedings, he continued to bite both her tits, leaving home run all over them. Then he went back to fucking her. respective of them men after him did the Lapplander to her. She cried as they bit into her tit flesh, but they were relentless.

Carole's Brassica napus continued for several 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 kitty and one in the ass. Her ass was spanked. Her knocker were slapped and bit. Her nerve was slapped and spatter 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 several minutes before getting out of bed. She peered out the room access and saw that nearly of the men had left and that the ones 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 discover her clothes and she wasn't going to wait around to find them. Completely bare, she ran down the street and hid in some George H.W. Bush in a small park. She fell asleep.

Early the next first light, she woke up to a man standing over her. The man, in shorts and a t-shirt, was obviously a jogger."You okay ?"he asked her, trying to await at her face and not down at her naked body. Carole didn't reply. 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.

"Come on, let's get you out of here,"the Jogger said. He escorted her back to his car."We should hollo the police,"he said. Carole didn't say anything, but shook her capitulum, ‘ no.'The Jogger tried to persuade her, but she just declined each time."Where should I take you ?"he asked in the car.

"charter me to your berth,"Carole finally spoke.

"What ? You sure ?"She nodded."Ah, I'm not sure that is a respectable estimate,"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 lavatory was and told her she could clean up. She shocked him as she looked into his face and pulled the tee shirt up and off. This was the first of all he could see her in full light. She was beautiful and aphrodisiacal, but at the moment she looked unspeakable. Her tomentum was matted with sweat and cum. Her face was bruised and streaked with dried sperm. Her big tits were covered with pungency cross and contusion. Some were give suck score, but others were bruises from the poisonous slapping they had taken. Cum threaded across her chest and her tummy. When she turned around to get in the shower, he saw that her ass was covered with deal photographic print that were turning into bad bruise as well.

A 30 minutes later, she reemerged from the lav. Again, to his surprise, she was totally raw. She stood directly in front of him and looked at him. Embarrassed, he tried to search away."You don't like what you see ?"Carole asked and then started sobbing.

"Of course of study, 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 couch next to him and cried.

Not knowing what to do, the Jogger put his arm over her shoulder. She leaned into him. After various minute of arc, her cocksucker dwindled. Exhausted, she laid down on his lap and fell asleep.

It was difficult for the man. Here was this aphrodisiacal naked womanhood laying with her psyche in his lap. She had just been raped. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't aid but look at her nakedness. She was beautiful and he was very tempted to advert her, but he didn't. He struggled with himself.

She moved slightly. Her head came to rest directly on top of his dick. It twitched and started to harden. He couldn't check it. Carole woke up and could feel it propel. She rolled her head and looked up at his face. She smiled. They both knew he had a raging hard-on.

She brought her bridge player up to his zipper and took delay of the pull tab."wait,"the Jogger said, gasping and reaching down to stop her. She gently moved his hands away and pulled the zipper out-of-doors. Reaching in, she pulled the man's shaft out. He stared down wide-eyed as Carole lifted her head sufficiency to displace his shorts down a little and pull his tool 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 hard rod into her mouth.

A instant later, he had his hand on the binding of her head as she moved her backtalk up and down his long shaft."Oh, my God,"the man kept repeating. She took more and 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 finish up in her mouthpiece, sucking continuously on his twitching cock until she had drained the last lilliputian bit of cum from the lance. Then she sat up next to him.

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

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

Carole selected a long t-shirt to wear as a short garb and then gave him the reference. He drove her home.

I heard the car follow up the driveway and met them at the threshold."Where have you been ? I was worried ?"I said, hugging my wife. I looked at the man with her."semen on in,"I said."What happened ?"I asked Carole again.

The Jogger followed us nervously into the life room."I should go now,"the man said.

"No, wait a moment,"I told him commandingly. A little frightened by my tone, he stopped and just stood there.

"Come in and sit down,"I told them both. I sat Carole on the put side by side to me and the man in one of the other chairman."What happened ?"I repeated.

Carole told us the story. She sobbed the full way through. The other man was very unquiet 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 case."Let me see."

Carole knew what I meant and didn't hesitate. She stood and pulled the farsighted t-shirt off over her head."Shit,"I said, under my hint, 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.

"Turn around,"I told her. She turned to front the Jogger and I looked at her bruised dorsum 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 backrest around to confront 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 impertinence."It's only sex,"I said, to the other man's amazement."You will be all right. I'll bid the Doctor and we will go see him tomorrow. You will be just fine."

She started to slacken her crying."You still love me ?"she asked.

"Of course, I do,"I told her, squeezing her ass."Why would I stop loving you ? I like it when you get fucked by former men. Silly."I pulled her face up to look into mine."It doesn't matter that you were fucked,"I said with a smiling."I don't like that they beat you up, but the sex is fine. OK ?"

"OK,"she said, wiping her eyes.

I looked over at the garbled 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.

"Well, estimable 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 early man.

He watched in astonishment as she obediently got down on her human knee in front of him. She reached up and unzipped his pant. Then she looked up into his eyes as she took his ragging knockout rooster out his knickers and kissed the head. He stared into her eyes as she started licking up and down the shaft. He let out a long sigh when she finally took his dick into her mouth and started sucking.

Carole gave him an owing blowjob that ended with him exploding into her mouth. She made a big plenty out of swallowing his load 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 hands and genu over to me. My pants were already down and I was stroking my hard shaft. She took it from me."Suck my balls,"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 farsighted thick cock. She drank my cum. After I was finished with her, I got up and led him to the door. I thanked him and shook his hand.

The future day, I took her to see the doctor. The Dr. had seen her before and knew what she was ... a submissive adulteress. After respective tests and waiting a couple Day for results, I took her book binding 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 bridge player, thankful she was given a clean bill of health.

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

I smiled and said,"This weekend ?"

"All weekend,"the Doc said.

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

I took my wife home and fucked her hard. That Friday, I dropped her off at the MD's office. He later told me that she performed beautifully .