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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will give you some backdrop and a deion. I found my married woman when she was only XVIII, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long dense brownness hair that flows down below her shoulders. Her breasts are large, replete, and rude with just a steer of sag. Each breast is tipped by large rung light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding hard nipples. Her stiff stomach is two-dimensional and her ass is difficult and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a little region of hair above her clit. Her pussy lips are equally amazing. They are yearn, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets stimulate.

I, on the other script, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always celebrate myself in serious shape. My best property was my cock. I am over nine inch long and am very thick, all the way to the bulblike mushroom-like school principal. What my wife, and early women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes voiced. It stays around seven inch, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to sink in all but the crocked holes.

This story is true, with some alterations like public figure and appointment. I also took some shore leave 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 captive and raped. Be forewarned.

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Carole was working for a porn producer, director, and her job that day was to be a fluffer, to just keep all the men hard and ready for the following fit. When she left the large warehouse, it was dark 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 tail. Immediately, she was grabbed from tail. Startled, she jumped and tried to scream but a heavy hired hand was over her backtalk. Then she felt a tongue come up to her pharynx. The man in the backseat, behind her, said,"If you scream, I will belt down you. sympathise ?"

Carole nodded slowly.

"good. Do what I tell you to do or I will cut your throat. empathize ?"

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 front bum 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 driver's seat started the car and backed out of the parking distance. The man in the front passenger posterior turned and, with a huge smile on his face, stared at her.

Carole was in the middle of the backseat with a large man on both position of her. The man lowered the knife to her rib and smiled."This is going to be fun,"the man in the front passenger seat said.

The man to her flop took cargo deck of her head teacher and turned her expression towards him."Yes, it is,"the man said compensate into her cheek. Carole was terrified.

The man with the knife reached up and grabbed the neckline of her t-shirt. With abruptness and mogul, he yanked down on the shirt, ripping it down the front.

Carole was not wearing a bra, so when the shirt was ripped, her bosom bounced. The man yanked down again, completing the activity, ripping her shirt all the way down the social movement."Well, tone 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 face to his and he kissed her, forcefully. She didn't respond, which upset him."Bitch, kiss me right,"the man said, slapping her hard across the brass. He kissed her again. She kissed him back.

For next several transactions, the two men in the backseat kissed her and mauled her tits. Carole didn't have any alternative 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 fight her into a expectant building. They led her up some stairs and into a large function blank space. The room was full of men. As soon as she was in the way, all the talking stopped. The room went dead quiet. Then they started to smother her. Still, no one wheel spoke. She couldn't go anywhere as the men started to gain in and concern her.

As one man lifted his deal 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 weapon were grabbed and held as her trunks were unsnapped and pulled down.

Now naked, she was pushed back and forth 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 flop across the knocker. Then it happened again ... and again ... and again. She tried to track herself from the revilement, but she couldn't. The men moved closer in on her and the slapping continued. Her ass and titmouse were targeted, but then someone slapped her across the fount. She started to cry.

The men picked her up and carried her over to a inflexible wooden tabular array. She was set over onto the table, face down. Her arms were pulled to the incline and ropes were tied around her articulatio radiocarpea. The rophy ran up to the far side of the board and her subdivision were attract cockeyed, stretched out. The other close of the ropes were secured to the table legs on the far side. At the Saame meter, her ankles where tied to the bottom of the table legs.

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

"Oh, yeah,"the man panted, as he grabbed onto her hips and started to rag 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 adjacent man entered her a second gear later.

Three men later, the man placed his cock at the tight entranceway 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 retentive ring and popped inside her.

For the succeeding hour, man after man raped her. Some used her pussycat and some her ass, but they all came inside her. There was cypher she could do. She was helpless.

Sometime during the initial rape, 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 tour, he asked,"Which hole has been used more ?"

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

"Sir Thomas More like thirtieths,"said another.

"Oh, Scheol, I guess it doesn't issue,"the man behind her said, ramming his shaft up her ass.

A brace hours later, the men stopped. One of the men untied her branch, but then retied them behind her back. He untied her ankle and pulled her up onto her feet. Carole was dizzy and almost collapsed. The man slapped her gruelling across the facial expression."Wake the fuck up,"he said."We still have plans 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 seated position, with her backbone against the wall. Then he yelled,"Open your mouth bitch."The man shoved his cock into her rima oris and started to face-fuck her. Carole tried to relax her throat as the man pushed his putz deep with each stab. With her head against the wall, there was nowhere to go and the man's cock drove roughly down her throat with each violent stab.

Carole could tell he was about to burst, when he pulled his pecker out of her oral fissure. He shot his load right onto her face. When he was done, he laughed and called her a whore.

The line reformed, this fourth dimension to have it away her pharynx. Over an minute later, she was covered with cum. She had swallowed payload of it, but many of the men shot their slews onto her face or her titmouse. Dried cum was caked all over her and fresh cum ran down her font and her chest.

Finally, it stopped. Or so she thought.

A couple hour later, she was pulled to her invertebrate foot and pushed into an touch elbow 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 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 putz into her. Her cunt was very sore. The man didn't take long before he added his sperm to her already full pussy and climbed off her.

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

Suddenly, he stopped fucking her again and for the following several minute of arc, he continued to burn both her tits, leaving mark all over them. Then he went back to fucking her. several of them men after him did the like to her. She cried as they bit into her tit flesh, but they were relentless.

Carole's rapine 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 pussycat and one in the ass. Her ass was spanked. Her tits were slapped and bit. Her grimace was slapped and spit on.

Eventually, men stopped coming into the elbow 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 minute before getting out of bed. She peered out the door and saw that most of the men had left and that the ace still there were all passed out ... rummy or high.

Terrified, she slowly crept passed the sleeping men and then snuck down the stairs. She couldn't obtain her dress and she wasn't going to wait around to recover them. Completely raw, she ran down the street and hid in some bushes in a small park. She fell asleep.

Early the next morn, she woke up to a man standing over her. The man, in boxershorts and a t-shirt, was obviously a jogger."You okay ?"he asked her, trying to look at her expression and not down at her raw 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.

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

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

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

"Please,"she begged.

"okeh,"he finally acquiesced.

The Jogger took her to his flat and let her in. He showed her where the bathroom was and told her she could clean up. She shocked him as she looked into his facial expression and pulled the t-shirt up and off. This was the first he could see her in full ignitor. She was beautiful and aphrodisiacal, but at the moment she looked dire. Her fuzz was matted with effort and cum. Her cheek was bruised and streaked with dehydrated sperm cell. Her big tits were covered with bite marks and bruise. Some were suckle gull, but others were contusion from the reprehensible slapping they had taken. Cum threaded across her chest of drawers and her stomach. When she turned around to get in the shower, he saw that her ass was covered with hand prints that were turning into bad bruises as well.

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

"Of form, 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 redact next to him and cried.

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

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

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

She brought her hand up to his zipper and took clasp of the pull tab."delay,"the Jogger said, gasping and reaching down to stop her. She gently moved his hired man away and pulled the zip fastener open. Reaching in, she pulled the man's cock out. He stared down wide-eyed as Carole lifted her head sufficiency to locomote his shorts down a little and pull in 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 difficult rod into her mouth.

A minute later, he had his hand on the dorsum of her promontory as she moved her mouth up and down his long shaft."Oh, my God,"the man kept repeating. She took more and more of him into her mouth 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 in her backtalk, sucking continuously on his twitching tool until she had drained the last picayune bit of cum from the shaft. Then she sat up adjacent to him.

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

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

Carole selected a long jersey to wear as a short dress and then gave him the destination. 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 married woman. I looked at the man with her."ejaculate 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, waitress a arcminute,"I told him commandingly. A lilliputian frightened by my tone, 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 chairwoman."What happened ?"I repeated.

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

"Are you okay ?"I said, looking at her bruise face."Let me see."

Carole knew what I meant and didn't hesitate. She stood and pulled the long 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.

"twist around,"I told her. She turned to present the Jogger and I looked at her bruised back 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 vertebral column around to face up me."It's okay,"I told her, comfortingly, as I hugged her."It's okay. I don't issue how many did."I slid my handwriting down to her ass and cupped her decently cheek."It's only sex,"I said, to the other man's amazement."You will be fine. I'll yell the Doctor and we will go see him tomorrow. You will be just fine."

She started to decelerate her vociferation."You still sleep with me ?"she asked.

"Of row, I do,"I told her, squeezing her ass."Why would I give up loving you ? I like it when you get fucked by other men. Silly."I pulled her human face up to look 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 exquisitely. okay ?"

"okey,"she said, wiping her eyes.

I looked over at the bedevil 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 gentleman's gentleman, so I gave him a blowjob."She smiled and laughed a little.

"fountainhead, right 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 other man.

He watched in astonishment as she obediently got down on her knees in front of him. She reached up and unzipped his pant. Then she looked up into his eyes as she took his ragging strong tool out his knickers and kissed the oral sex. He stared into her eyes as she started licking up and down the dick. He let out a farsighted sigh when she finally took his tool into her mouthpiece and started sucking.

Carole gave him an owing blowjob that ended with him exploding into her mouth. She made a big deal out of swallowing his consignment and then smiling back up at him."I really like the way your cum tastes,"she told him.

"My tour,"I said, waving her over to me. She turned and crawled on her hired man and knees over to me. My knickers were already down and I was stroking my difficult cock. She took it from me."sucking my balls,"I told her. Carole popped one into her lip 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 door. I thanked him and shook his hand.

The future day, I took her to see the Doctor. The MD had seen her before and knew what she was ... a submissive jade. After several mental test and waiting a couple days for results, I took her rear to his situation."She is fine,"the Doctor said."Just some bruising. That will go away after a while."

"Thanks, Doc,"I said, shaking his deal, thankful she was given a unobjectionable bill of wellness.

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

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 Dr.'s role. He later told me that she performed beautifully .