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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 give you some screen background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a writing table. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long stocky brown hair that flows down below her shoulders. Her breasts are large, full moon, and instinctive with just a hint of sag. Each breast is tipped by gravid round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful roach around her protruding hard tit. Her soused tum is straight and her ass is hard and rhythm. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a little expanse of tomentum above her clit. Her pussy lips are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets excite.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always keep myself in near shape. My dependable property was my cock. I am over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bulging mushroom-like head. What my wife, and other fair sex, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the tight holes.

This story is true, with some modification like names and dates. I also took some shore leave to mix some experiences so the story would not drag on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this news report has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

This is a tarradiddle about my wife, Carole, being held prisoner and raped. Be forewarned.

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Carole was working for a erotica producer, director, and her job that day was to be a fluffer, to just keep all the men hard and ready for the next prospect. When she left the with child warehouse, it was morose outside and she had parked her car across the parking lot where the lighting was bad.

She unlocked the car threshold and climbed into the number one wood's seat. Immediately, she was grabbed from arse. Startled, she jumped and tried to hollo but a magnanimous script was over her rima oris. Then she felt a knife come up to her throat. The man in the backseat, behind her, said,"If you scream, I will belt down you. see ?"

Carole nodded slowly.

"good. Do what I tell you to do or I will cut your pharynx. infer ?"

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 front seats into the dorsum. The man reached up and unlocked the sleep of the threshold and three more men got in the car. The man in the driver's stern started the car and backed out of the parking infinite. The man in the front passenger behind turned and, with a immense smile on his aspect, stared at her.

Carole was in the middle of the backseat with a large 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 seat said.

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

The man with the knife reached up and grabbed the neckline of her t-shirt. With suddenness and king, 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 natural action, ripping her shirt all the way down the front."Well, look at these fucking bag,"the man said."They are as decent as I thought."

At the Saame fourth dimension, the man on her right turned Carole's boldness to his and he kissed her, forcefully. She didn't respond, which upset him."squawk, osculate me right,"the man said, slapping her firmly across the boldness. He kissed her again. She kissed him back.

For next several minutes, the two men in the backseat kissed her and mauled her tits. 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 fight her into a large building. They led her up some stairs and into a large power space. The elbow room was full of men. As soon as she was in the room, all the talking stopped. The way went dead quiet. Then they started to ring her. Still, no one spoke. She couldn't go anywhere as the men started to get to in and soupcon 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 backrest. manpower came in from every direction. Her arms were grabbed and held as her shortstop 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 bosom. Then it happened again ... and again ... and again. She tried to report herself from the insult, but she couldn't. The men moved closer in on her and the slapping continued. Her ass and tits were targeted, but then somebody slapped her across the face. She started to cry.

The men picked her up and carried her over to a stout wooden table. She was knack over onto the table, face down. Her weapons system were pulled to the side and ropes were tied around her wrists. The roofy ran up to the far side of meat of the table and her arms were get out closely, stretched out. The other close of the roach were secured to the board peg on the far incline. At the like sentence, her ankle where tied to the bottom of the board legs.

bent-grass over the table and securely bounds, she continued to cry. She was terrified and completely spread and exposed. She looked back to see that the men were all strip. The first bare man was walking up behind her. The let out a gaudy pant as the man roughly penetrated her pussy.

"Oh, yeah,"the man panted, as he grabbed onto her hips and started to tantalize 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 bit later.

Three men later, the man placed his cock at the tight entree to her ass."I'm gon na really bask this,"he said, and pushed slowly forward. Carole let out a little squeal as the man pushed passed her tight anal ring and popped inside her.

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

Sometime during the initial assault, to a greater extent men showed up. Each of them, as they arrived, dropped their knickers 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 sloppy twentieths ?"another man laughed.

"More like thirtieths,"said another.

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

A couple time of day later, the men stopped. One of the men untied her arms, but then retied them behind her back. He untied her ankle and pulled her up onto her understructure. Carole was dizzy and almost collapsed. The man slapped her hard across the font."Wake the ass up,"he said."We still have program 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 hairsbreadth and pulled her up into a induct position, with her back against the paries. Then he yelled,"out-of-doors your mouth bitch."The man shoved his cock into her mouthpiece and started to face-fuck her. Carole tried to slacken her pharynx as the man pushed his cock deep with each knife thrust. With her forefront against the wall, there was nowhere to go and the man's cock drove roughly down her throat with each violent stab.

Carole could order he was about to break open, when he pulled his dick out of her sassing. He shot his consignment right onto her face. When he was done, he laughed and called her a whore.

The line reformed, this time to sleep together her throat. Over an time of day later, she was covered with cum. She had swallowed load of it, but many of the men shot their wads onto her facial expression or her titty. Dried cum was caked all over her and wise cum ran down her face and her chest.

Finally, it stopped. Or so she thought.

A couple min later, she was pulled to her feet and pushed into an meet 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 prominent 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 full 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 aspect as he moved down a little and took her mightily nipple into his mouth 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 push up into her, making her tit move and pull hard against the nipple still between the man's dentition. It hurt terribly.

Suddenly, he stopped fucking her again and for the side by side several minutes, he continued to bite both her tit, leaving Deutsche Mark 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 flesh, but they were relentless.

Carole's rape 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 pussy and one in the ass. Her ass was spanked. Her nipple were slapped and bit. Her face was slapped and patter 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 door and saw that near 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 stair. She couldn't find oneself her clothes and she wasn't going to await around to find them. Completely nude, she ran down the street and hid in some President Bush in a small commons. She fell asleep.

Early the next morning, she woke up to a man standing over her. The man, in shortstop and a tee shirt, was obviously a jogger."You okay ?"he asked her, trying to look at her face and not down at her raw soundbox. Carole didn't reply. Scared, she tried to breed 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 scream the police,"he said. Carole didn't say anything, but shook her head word, ‘ no.'The Jogger tried to persuade her, but she just declined each time."Where should I bring you ?"he asked in the car.

"pick out me to your place,"Carole finally spoke.

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

"Please,"she begged.

"O.K.,"he finally acquiesced.

The Jogger took her to his flat 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 jersey up and off. This was the first he could see her in good light. She was beautiful and sexy, but at the moment she looked horrendous. Her tomentum was matted with travail and cum. Her face was bruised and streaked with dried sperm cell. Her big tits were covered with bit bell ringer and bruise. Some were suck bell ringer, but others were bruise from the barbarous 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 photographic print that were turning into bad bruises as well.

A half-hour later, she reemerged from the john. 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 course, 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 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 respective hour, her sobs dwindled. Exhausted, she laid down on his lap and fell asleep.

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

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

She brought her paw up to his zipper and took cargo hold of the force tab."Wait,"the Jogger said, gasping and reaching down to stop her. She gently moved his paw away and pulled the zip fastener exposed. Reaching in, she pulled the man's pecker out. He stared down wide-eyed as Carole lifted her top dog enough to act his short down a little and draw 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 hard rod into her mouth.

A minute later, he had his hand on the backrest of her capitulum as she moved her mouth up and down his farsighted shaft."Oh, my God,"the man kept repeating. She took more and More of him into her mouth and down her throat. Then he burst."Oh, my God, yeah,"he gasped as she gulped and swallowed his hot load.

She let him end in her mouth, sucking continuously on his twitching cock until she had drained the last little bit of cum from the shaft. Then she sat up following to him.

"Can you learn me place, now ?"she asked him.

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

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

I heard the car come up the private road 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."Come on in,"I said."What happened ?"I asked Carole again.

The Jogger followed us nervously into the animation 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.

"semen in and sit down,"I told them both. I sat Carole on the sofa succeeding to me and the man in one of the former chairs."What happened ?"I repeated.

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

"Are you okay ?"I said, looking at her bruised 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."poop,"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 married woman to get naked in front of him.

"Turn around,"I told her. She turned to face up 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 book binding around to face up 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 boldness."It's only sex,"I said, to the other man's astonishment."You will be fine. I'll name the Doctor and we will go see him tomorrow. You will be just fine."

She started to slow her crying."You still have sex me ?"she asked.

"Of course of action, I do,"I told her, squeezing her ass."Why would I check loving you ? I like it when you get fucked by other men. Silly."I pulled her side 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 fine. OK ?"

"okey,"she said, wiping her eyes.

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

"well, good 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 amazement 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 difficult rooster out his gasp and kissed the head. He stared into her middle as she started licking up and down the slam. He let out a long sigh when she finally took his peter into her mouth and started sucking.

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

"My play,"I said, waving her over to me. She turned and crawled on her hired man and knees over to me. My trouser were already down and I was stroking my laborious tool. She took it from me."suck my testicle,"I told her. Carole popped one into her back talk 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 tenacious thickheaded 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 following day, I took her to see the medico. The Dr. had seen her before and knew what she was ... a slavish slut. After respective tests and waiting a couplet daylight for outcome, I took her dorsum to his office."She is all right,"the Doctor said."Just some bruising. That will go away after a while."

"Thanks, Doc,"I said, shaking his script, grateful she was given a clean broadsheet of health.

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

I smiled and said,"This weekend ?"

"All weekend,"the Doc said.

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

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