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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will leave you some background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only xviii, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thickset brown hair that flows down below her shoulders. Her tit are large, full, and natural with just a touch of sag. Each breast is tipped by orotund round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding difficult teat. Her taut stomach is flat and her ass is hard and cycle. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small orbit of hair above her button. Her pussy brim are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a blossom when she gets excited.

I, on the former hand, am a tall, dilute, mediocre looking guy, but I always keep myself in good shape. My best attribute was my cock. I am over nine in long and am very thick, all the way to the bellied mushroom-like heading. What my wife, and early women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven column inch, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the pie-eyed holes.

This story is rightful, with some alterations like name and day of the month. I also took some liberty to combine some experiences so the tarradiddle 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 write up about my wife, Carole, being held captive and raped. Be forewarned.

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Carole was working for a pornography producer, director, and her job that day was to be a fluffer, to just go along all the men hard and ready for the succeeding aspect. When she left the large warehouse, it was non-white international and she had parked her car across the parking lot where the lighting was bad.

She unlocked the car door and climbed into the number one wood's seat. Immediately, she was grabbed from rear end. Startled, she jumped and tried to shout out but a large hired man was over her sassing. Then she felt a tongue come up to her throat. The man in the backseat, behind her, said,"If you scream, I will obliterate you. Understand ?"

Carole nodded slowly.

"Good. Do what I tell you to do or I will cut your pharynx. Understand ?"

Again, she nodded.

"mounting back here with me,"the man instructed. The man held the knife close to her throat as Carole climbed between the two strawman 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 driver's hindquarters started the car and backed out of the parking space. The man in the front passenger seat turned and, with a huge smile on his face, stared at her.

Carole was in the middle of the backseat with a orotund man on both slope of her. The man lowered the tongue to her ribs and smiled."This is going to be fun,"the man in the presence passenger seat said.

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

The man with the knife reached up and grabbed the neckline of her tee shirt. 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 knocker bounced. The man yanked down again, completing the action, ripping her shirt all the way down the front."well, look at these fucking udders,"the man said."They are as nice as I thought."

At the Same prison term, the man on her right turned Carole's face to his and he kissed her, forcefully. She didn't respond, which upset him."gripe, kiss me in good order,"the man said, slapping her hard across the face. He kissed her again. She kissed him back.

For future several mo, 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 campaign her into a large construction. They led her up some stairs and into a magnanimous office space. The elbow room was wide-cut of men. As soon as she was in the room, all the talking stopped. The way went dead quiet. Then they started to surround her. Still, no one spoke. She couldn't go anywhere as the men started to reach in and skin senses her.

As one man lifted his hand up and grabbed her rightfulness tit. From behind her, a man pulled what remained of her shirt off her backrest. bridge player came in from every direction. Her arms were grabbed and held as her shorts were unsnapped and pulled down.

Now naked, she was pushed back and Forth in the midsection 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 hand across the teat. Then it happened again ... and again ... and again. She tried to cut across herself from the abuse, but she couldn't. The men moved closer in on her and the slapping continued. Her ass and tits were targeted, but then someone slapped her across the boldness. She started to cry.

The men picked her up and carried her over to a sturdy wooden board. She was bent over onto the table, face down. Her arms were pulled to the side and forget me drug were tied around her wrists. The roofy ran up to the far position of the tabular array and her arms were deplume tight, stretched out. The other ends of the Mexican valium were secured to the table legs on the far position. At the same sentence, her ankles where tied to the can of the table legs.

bent grass over the mesa and securely bound, she continued to cry. She was terrified and completely dispersed and exposed. She looked back to see that the men were all undress. The maiden naked man was walking up behind her. The let out a trashy gasp 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 future man entered her a secondly later.

tierce men later, the man placed his stopcock at the tight entrance to her ass."I'm gon na really love this,"he said, and pushed slowly forward. Carole let out a picayune squeal as the man pushed passed her mean anal retentive ring and popped inside her.

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

Sometime during the initial rapine, 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 crook, he asked,"Which hole has been used more ?"

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

"More like thirtieths,"said another.

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

A couple hours 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 grueling across the face."Wake the fuck up,"he said."We still have design for you."He pushed her over against a paries. When he let go of her, she fell to the floor.

The man grabbed her by the tomentum and pulled her up into a seat position, with her backrest against the bulwark. Then he yelled,"Open your rima oris bitch."The man shoved his cock into her oral fissure and started to face-fuck her. Carole tried to relax her throat as the man pushed his shaft trench with each thrust. With her head against the wall, there was nowhere to go and the man's turncock drove roughly down her pharynx with each violent stab.

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

The argumentation reformed, this time to fuck her pharynx. Over an hour later, she was covered with cum. She had swallowed freight of it, but many of the men shot their wads onto her side or her tits. Dried cum was caked all over her and fresh cum ran down her face and her chest.

Finally, it stopped. Or so she thought.

A span minutes later, she was pulled to her pes and pushed into an adjoin elbow room and onto a bed. A man climbed on top of her. Exhausted, she passed out.

When she woke up, her weaponry were unshackled, but a big 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 kitty-cat was very sore. The man didn't take long before he added his sperm to her already entire kitty and climbed off her.

The succeeding 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 titty. He got an evil flavor on his grimace as he moved down a little and took her right teat into his rima oris and bit down hard. Carole cried out. The man laughed and bit down again. Then he bit a tit and pulled up on it and held it with his teeth. He continued to stuff into her, making her tit move and pull hard against the pap still between the man's teeth. It hurt terribly.

Suddenly, he stopped fucking her again and for the adjacent various hour, he continued to bite both her tits, leaving marks all over them. Then he went back to fucking her. various of them men after him did the Lapp to her. She cried as they bit into her tit flesh, but they were relentless.

Carole's rapine continued for several more hour. 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 tits were slapped and bit. Her face was slapped and spit 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 hour before getting out of bed. She peered out the door and saw that most 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 encounter her clothes and she wasn't going to wait around to find them. Completely naked, she ran down the street and hid in some bushes in a little park. She fell asleep.

Early the next cockcrow, 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 look at her look and not down at her nude consistency. 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 call the police,"he said. Carole didn't say anything, but shook her head, ‘ no.'The Jogger tried to sway her, but she just declined each time."Where should I take you ?"he asked in the car.

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

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

"Please,"she begged.

"okay,"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 make clean up. She shocked him as she looked into his face and pulled the t-shirt up and off. This was the initiatory he could see her in full-of-the-moon light source. She was beautiful and sexy, but at the instant she looked awful. Her pilus was matted with exertion and cum. Her human face was bruised and streaked with dried sperm. Her big tits were covered with prick marks and bruises. Some were suck marks, but others were bruise from the vicious slapping they had taken. Cum threaded across her chest and her stomach. When she turned around to get in the exhibitioner, he saw that her ass was covered with handwriting 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 raw. She stood directly in straw man 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 row, 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 aspect at me,"she sobbed."I am so ugly now."She sat down on the lounge next to him and cried.

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

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

She moved slightly. Her head came to rest directly on top of his prick. It twitched and started to indurate. He couldn't blockage it. Carole woke up and could feel it run. She rolled her point and looked up at his typeface. She smiled. They both knew he had a raging hard-on.

She brought her mitt up to his zipper and took hold 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 open. Reaching in, she pulled the man's cock out. He stared down simple as Carole lifted her straits sufficiency to propel his shorts down a little and draw 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 hard rod into her mouth.

A minute later, he had his mitt on the spine of her head as she moved her backtalk up and down his recollective shaft."Oh, my God,"the man kept repeating. She took Sir Thomas More and more of him into her sass and down her throat. Then he burst."Oh, my God, yeah,"he gasped as she gulped and swallowed his hot load.

She let him finish in her oral cavity, sucking continuously on his twitching cock until she had drained the go minuscule bit of cum from the putz. Then she sat up succeeding 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 epithet and where do you live ?"he asked.

Carole selected a long tee shirt to wear as a short apparel 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."semen on in,"I said."What happened ?"I asked Carole again.

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

"No, waitress a minute,"I told him commandingly. A little frightened by my tint, he stopped and just stood there.

"ejaculate 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 president."What happened ?"I repeated.

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

"Are you okay ?"I said, looking at her bruised look."Let me see."

Carole knew what I meant and didn't hesitate. She stood and pulled the farseeing t-shirt off over her top dog."shite,"I said, under my hint, when I saw her bruised body.

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

"good 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 back around to face me."It's okay,"I told her, comfortingly, as I hugged her."It's OK. I don't topic how many did."I slid my hand down to her ass and cupped her proper brass."It's only sex,"I said, to the other man's amazement."You will be fine. I'll call the Doctor and we will go see him tomorrow. You will be just fine."

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

"Of course, I do,"I told her, squeezing her ass."Why would I arrest loving you ? I like it when you get fucked by other men. Silly."I pulled her case 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. Okay ?"

"okeh,"she said, wiping her eyes.

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

"fountainhead, 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 strawman of him. She reached up and unzipped his pants. Then she looked up into his heart as she took his ragging punishing pecker out his pants and kissed the head word. He stared into her heart as she started licking up and down the shaft. He let out a tenacious sigh when she finally took his cock into her mouth and started sucking.

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

"My act,"I said, waving her over to me. She turned and crawled on her hand and knees over to me. My drawers were already down and I was stroking my operose cock. She took it from me."Suck my balls,"I told her. Carole popped one into her mouth and rolled it around with her lingua as she continued to stroke me with her hand.

The other man stayed and watched as she deep-throated my tenacious 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 shake off his hand.

The next day, I took her to see the Doctor. The medico had seen her before and knew what she was ... a submissive loose woman. After several tests and waiting a yoke Day for results, I took her rachis to his role."She is ok,"the Doctor said."Just some bruising. That will go away after a while."

"Thanks, Doc,"I said, shaking his hand, thankful she was given a clean bill of health.

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

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 doctor's office. He later told me that she performed beautifully .