***Disclaimer : This account has secure nonconsent themes. I do not condone any of these routine in real animation and this is a dark illusion - nothing less, cipher more. ***

Miranda awoke in a large merchant vessels container about 8 by 40 foot long. That 's all she knew as she came to from whatever he 'd dose her with. Miranda Shaw was a beautiful 23-year-old girl. She was 5'4, slim almost to the point of petite, with long, charcoal-dark hair, brown center, pale skin, and perfectly shaped breasts which were neither too small nor too big.

Jake Shaw, Miranda 's husband, was her opposite in so many ways. He was built like a man 's man. Tall and sturdy, muscles rippled across his iron-hard form of 6'4. His smashed hindquarters could usually be counted on to make Miranda salivate, especially when he was n't wearing anything below the waistline. If Miranda was delicate, like wisps of silk, then Jake Shaw was all triple-forged steel. He sported a soot-colored darkness beard with a crescent scar near the arse of his left brass, and right now he was staring at her with those intense gray centre.

Miranda was used to seeing those grayness eyes warm to liquid silver whenever they turned in her direction, but not now. No. And it was all her fault.

Something very different burned in those eyes just now. Anger. perfidy. Rage.

'' HOW LONG ? '' His vox rang out in the merchant marine container like a judge shouting out a guilty verdict.

She tried to reply but could n't. She could hardly even travel. The slender girl was completely nude. He 'd plugged up her reasonably sassing with a cock-shaped ball gag fastened to her jaw. Her beseeching eyes did n't seem to strike him at all. Shackles around her ankles were anchored to big iron rings attached to the transport container 's story. They forced her legs wide apart, exposing her helpless, tantalizing, smoothly-shaved slit. At the same time her shackled wrists were hoisted by strand high above her head, each chain strung to iron halo set along the container 's ceiling.

'' PLLSSSS ! ''

Let me explain. Please, Jake !

That was what she wanted to say, but of course she couldn't—not with that dire gag stuffing her mouth…and now it was too late. The equipment casualty had been done, and it had clearly gouged deep into the heart of this man who loved her. Or was it 'had'loved her ?

Jake was naked and in his paw he held a five-tailed whip with a braided handle and plaited baksheesh. He swished the whip idly back and Forth, thoughtful and yet still clearly enraged.

'' How long have you been sleeping with Matthew ? ``

Matthew, her escort. She closed her center. Her heart sank. It was exactly what she 'd feared. He knew. Oh god…

'' Shall we take a look ? Shall I remind you of what you 've done ? '' He picked up a outback and looked across at a pedestal with a monitor and Blu-ray actor on top of it. He pressed a push and the screen came to life-time.

A hotel entourage, sumptuously furnished, appeared in the background. A riotous queen-sized bed with gold sheets filled up most of the elbow room. A gorgeous brunet knelt on those aureate sheets, on her custody and knee joint as she faced the shroud photographic camera. She was naked, her breasts shaking with the force of the man who 'd inserted his cock in her warm, slippery, and more-than-willing sex. As the man fucked her from behind, the young lady moaned louder. The mattress jostled back and forth with the strength of their yoke. The flashy smacking sounds continued each time the man 's genital organ slammed into the girl 's sexy ass. The man reached around, cupping one breast as he fucked her.

The girl squealed with lust. `` Yes, baby, bonk this pussycat. OH Matthew, fuck my niggling pussy raw. Stretch my cunt. Give me a baby ! Oh god ! Oh fuck ! Fuck me ! ``

Miranda closed her eyes with an awful feeling as the video recording of her and Matthew making love continued to play in straw man of her. Jake muted the strait. Now he stepped up to her, lifting her chin with one finger. `` That image and those words will forever be seared into my genius, bitch. Forever. ``

binge momentarily sprang into her husband 's eyes. `` Why, Miranda ? Why ? ! '' The rhetorical enquiry hung like torment in the air.

What made it all that lots speculative was that she and Jake had been trying for a baby for calendar month. That she was fucking another man without protection—willing to cuckold Jake—perhaps that was what put Jake 's anger over the edge. She had been leave to layer one level of deception on top of another, leave to let Jake aid her nurture a child that might not be truly theirs.

With a deadened gaze, Jake unfastened the ball gag and let it drop to Miranda 's cervix.

'' Please Jake, it 's not what you think ! '' she sputtered.

'' Oh ? '' Jake 's regard dimmed even more. Suddenly he flicked his wrist, and the whip 's tendrils lashed out, smacking squarely across Miranda 's supple cone shape as she cried out.

'' AAYY ! ! Please Jake, let me explain. '' Her pretty fount crumpled for a instant. `` I did n't think of to… Matthew and I were just with each other all the time while you were on your business concern trip. As my bodyguard, he was just always there, always watching over me. It was n't something that we consciously chose to do. It just form of gradually…happened. I never wanted to spite you, Jake. Please, you have to believe me ! ``

There was another loud swoosh of the whip, and this fourth dimension the five tendrils lashed at her let on sex.

'' AAAY ! '' She cried out as those tendrils barely missed her clitoris. Then he walked up to her, gently stroking her sex instead. For a brief, precious time, his fingers were like a salve on her pussy, caressing her joy nub.

'' It…'just happened'Miranda ? Did it 'just happen'that you were okay fucking Matthew without a condom, having his child instead of mine ? Was that unplanned too ? Or did you simply not even care ? '' Jake leaned forward and pressed his back talk to Miranda 's, his tongue exploring her backtalk in a longsighted, burning osculation which she returned with a groan. Suddenly he pulled back with a frisson.

'' I remember when giving you delight and joy was the one thing in the world that mattered most to me, Miranda. And what did you do ? You threw it back in my font. You fucked another man behind my back. '' He leaned in, his eyes terrifying even as his fingerbreadth rubbed her sex with misleading rawness. `` Well guess what, you little whore ? Now you 're going to get exactly what you deserve. ``

What she deserved ? What did that mean value ? Thoughts whirled and raced through her psyche as Jake drew back and banged on the incline of the shipping container with his clenched fist. Five men dressed all in fatal walked inside. All five began to immediately strip, leaving their clothes in a slew along the far side of the shipping container until they were naked. All were pleasant-tasting specimens of the male wash.

'' Sven, Radic, Viktor, Baen, and Felipe, I 'd care you to adjoin my back-stabbing adulteress of a wife, Miranda. ``

Miranda'oculus widened as she saw the five men with their farsighted, thick cocks standing at tending in a half-circle before her. Four of the men looked Russian or Eastern European, and Felipe was definitely a Spaniard. Sven was the biggest of the caboodle, with his shaved promontory, tree-trunk thick biceps, and his cock engorged had to be just over 10 inches.

Baen had a crew cut, and he was possibly the most handsome of the group, although not quite as muscular. Radic and Viktor were definitely Slavonic language in visual aspect, with rugged feature article, and Felipe ? The Spaniard had seductive greenish-brown eyes and a more angulate face, his chassis less bulky than the others. All five men 's gaze caressed her naked material body with a hunger that left Miranda 's backtalk completely dry.

'' Please, Jake. You do n't have to do this. We can work this out. Jake, I still love you. You 're my married man ! Jake, please ! ''

Jake stepped back, his eyes still cooler than day-old ash. He gestured toward the mattress which had been thrown in the nearest nook of the shipping container. Beside it sat a close duffel bag.

'' There are plentifulness of sex plaything in the bag, gentlemen. Indulge yourselves at this bitch 's disbursal. clear certain she suffers. I want her fucked in all her holes. Other than that, anything goes…and I literally mean ANYTHING. ''

Sven, the drawing card with the shaved header, came toward her first. He turned back toward Jake at the last minute.

'' happy to oblige Sir, but do you mind if I make a suggestion ? ``

'' Go ahead, '' Jake said.

'' In my experience there are few things more tender than a girl 's breasts under the lash of a whip. And there are few things more exquisite than feeling a female child writhe with your cock inside of her. '' He pointed at the whip, and then slid his regard to Miranda 's breasts.

'' Would you be so kind as to strap this slut while I fuck her ? ``

Jake seemed a little surprised at the trace, but he nodded.

Sven suddenly knelt between the girl 's legs, lapping at her pussy with his greedy lingua. Miranda closed her centre, biting her lip to choke the moan that wanted to sneak out.

'' Please Jake. Uhh ! Please, think about what you 're doing. I 'm good-for-naught for what I did, Jake. I never wanted to hurt you. I 'll do anything to make it up to you, indulge. please ! ''

Miranda 's words died like moths hit by a hurricane as Sven 's tongue stroked along her petite face package, creating a besotted burn mark deep in her loins. Her puss clenched up, her belly clenched up, and she felt a wetness start to form between her second joint as Sven started getting through to her. His glossa dove deeper, exploring her flaccid, soon-to-be slippery plica, and his hands gently cupped her beautiful young ass. The sounds of his garish slurps and sucking filled the shipping container while Miranda looked down, helpless to stop the lecherousness building inside of her. Meanwhile, she remained all too cognizant of the four other men with rigid erection all eagerly saluting her nakedness.

Was Jake really going to let all these men fuck her and rag her ? Oh god. Had she really driven him over the edge with her infidelity ? Her nous raced, trying to add up up with the right thing to say. What would calm down his ira, though ? What row could ease what she had done ?

'' Jake, I love you. I know it 's hard to see that now, but it 's ... aaahhhh…it 's unfeigned. '' She tried to ignore Sven 's lingua as it kept caressing her pussy, sliding along her vaginal lips like an frightfully flirt before stroking her button with renewed muscularity.

'' Please Jake. ''

She thought she saw a twinge of uncertainty in Jake 's oculus, but then it vanished.

'' Quiet, piffling working girl. I wo n't listen to your lies. '' As he said this, he flicked his wrist and the whip came slamming across her breast.

'' AAAHHH ! ! '' Miranda groaned as the whipping continued, a measured cadence that followed a predictable pattern. The whoosh of the leather, her muscles tensing up for the blow, and then her petite figure writhing in her bond paper as the sting smote her tits. Only the distractions of Sven 's skillful clapper inside her pussycat and licking at her clit kept her from losing her judgement.

SMACK.

'' AAYY ! Please Jake ! halt ! Please, '' she begged.

Now Sven turned back and raised a hired man, just so Jake knew that he was about to stand up. Jake waited until Sven had walked around behind Miranda 's prone mannequin. Then his hands gently cupped Miranda 's breasts, wresting a moan from her throat as his thenar cupped the supple, soon-to-be tender flesh. Now Sven 's big hands slid down to her pelvic arch. He kept one hand on her hip and pulled her butt back towards him until he had the perfect Angle to flap down his dick into her exposed pussy from bottom. He reached around with one hand, rubbing her clitoris even as he eased his bulbous cock-head between her labia, sinking his shaft into her slickness, tight vagina.

'' Uhhh ! ! ! '' he groaned appreciatively and began to start a rhythm, pulling his cock halfway out and then slamming himself forward, impaling her concentrated with a tireless, disconnected rhythm of piece of tail.

The phone of the party whip returned. Jake 's muscular arm lashed forward, and with it that five-tailed whip smacked harshly against her breasts. If this had been a real whip, one designed for stock, then the beautiful lady friend 's chest would have got already been covered with angry ribbons of wheal. Fortunately for Miranda, the whip was a sex toy, and though the tendrils stung something awful, they did n't allow a patsy. At to the lowest degree not yet.

'' Ahhh ! '' Miranda groaned as she felt Sven 's turncock sliding board deep inside her wetness. The bulky Russian clearly enjoyed the vicelike grip of her puss squeezing the whole length of his barb each time the slap of the whip against her boob had her squirming and squealing.

'' Oh, yes, you sexy bitch. Keep writhing on my dick. That feels like heaven, '' Sven growled. He slid his custody along her coxa and held her fast, looking down at their enjoined bodies as he fucked her furiously, his pecker sliding easily in and out of her damp sex. The truth was, as amazing and humiliating as this felt, the hammer drilling her cunt and grazing her inner walls with so many decadent adept had started enslaving Miranda to obscene desires she did n't require to acknowledge.

The future XV minutes were a blur of annoyance and pleasure for the girl. Her slender, womanly physical body flailed each meter the whip smote her white meat. Each time that happened, her cunt clenched around Sven 's cock, milking his balls towards release. Despite the barrage of stimuli assaulting her brainiac, Miranda managed to think, to centre her mind on the problem ; how could she win back her enraged husband 's heart ? Or at least make the pain hold back ?

Suddenly she had an estimate.

Sven 's cock slammed deep into her pussy, only his testicles showing as he sheathed himself in her flesh. The girl could feel his cock straining inside her. He was going to get soon, to gush inside of her. She did n't want that.

'' Please Jake, do n't let him come inside me, '' she moaned. `` You do n't desire him to get me pregnant. I do n't require to have any child but yours, Jake. delight ! ``

But her reminder backfired on her. Jake 's verbal expression turned even blue. He lashed the party whip with even more power across her titty.

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! ! ``

Jake bellowed, `` You should throw thought of that before you let St. Matthew the Apostle do it you without protection, bitch. As I said before, I am no longer going to take heed to your Trygve Lie. '' The next stroke smote her lissom strobilus with a extra pitilessness that definitely came from Jake 's sense of being betrayed. Two slim down, red stripes sprouted across the lady friend 's beautiful bosom, and Miranda realized that her Holy Writ were only enraging Jake even more. If he kept hitting her like that, her white meat were going to be to a greater extent than just tender and sore. So instead she shut her mouth, just groaning and tensing up with each lash of the party whip, with each plunge of Sven 's pecker.

Sven leaned over, licking the side of her neck as his turncock speared up towards her womb with a series of fucks so furious that his balls jostled back and forth in a blur of motion.

'' Almost there, bitch. Uh ! Uhh ! ! UH ! ! ! ! Almost set up to replete your puss, '' Sven growled. He reached up with both hands, cupping and squeezing Miranda 's breast as the moment of verity came. Miranda wailed as Sven 's calloused hands touched her overly sensitive tits, then groaned as she felt that cock twitch madly inside her slippery, acrid sex. Her cunt filled with the viscous, slimy cum shooting out of Sven 's cock until his swell orchis finally stilled, his movements stilling as he just lay pressed up against her back, his cock enfolded in her warmheartedness.

He waited, relishing the hug of her snatch around his manhood, until at in conclusion he pulled out. His humanity was shiny with their combined fluids. The scent of sex hung heavily in the air. Miranda 's head sagged forward. She was panting, huffing loudly. The fille desperately wanted to say something, to make Jake see understanding. But she did n't know what she could say. She tried not to think about the sticky cum dribbling from between her thighs. The girlfriend tried not to think about the early four men with raging tool just waiting to sustain their way with her next.

Sven walked up to Jake and put out his hand.

'' Shall I take over the whip ? ``

Jake nodded. `` Go ahead. I 'll stand up back and lookout. ``

Sven turned to the others, and Felipe took a step forward.

'' I 'll take squashy seconds. I want to screw that pussy, '' the Spaniard growled.

The Spaniard strode up to her. He cupped her mons, enjoying the smooth feel of her shaved pubic field. He went from cupping her sex to drilling her twat with two fingers, the slimy leftover cum making for the staring lubrication as he finger-fucked her and watched the build-up of pleasure behind her eyes.

'' Please, '' Miranda sighed. If she could n't convince her married man to be merciful, maybe she could reason with these men instead. She had to try.

'' Please distinguish your friend not to whip me, '' Miranda begged. Felipe smiled, one hand stroking the face of her boldness as his former helping hand kept finger-fucking her corrupt sex.

'' Mmm. Tempting, but what do I get out of it ? '' he said playfully.

'' I 'll do whatever you want, '' Miranda said without thinking.

Felipe 's hilltop jerked up and then his optic turned wicked. `` Did you hear that, Sven ? This small loose woman will do ANYTHING I want to avoid the lash. That sounds toy with, does it not ? ``

Sven 's smile was grim but amused. `` I think you should take the beef up on her offer. '' The other men 's chuckles voiced their agreement.

Felipe turned back to the sexy brunette, his sass teasing hers until he gave her a French kiss, leaving her breathless. At the charge per unit his finger were hitting her g-spot and rubbing along her insides, she was n't far from orgasm either. Now, sensing her mounting lust, he slipped his other hand to her sex, his fingerbreadth rubbing at her clit in a devastating series of caresses.

'' Ughhh ! ! '' Miranda moaned. Her nipple beaded up. Oh god, her cunt was on flaming ! No… ! Her mind started to scatter…her organic structure responding to the Spaniard 's soupcon. Her leg muscleman turned to jelly as all of her being got reduced to just the star along her clitoris, inside her slimy pussy, along her delicate labia as the man 's fingers did their work roll in the hay and stroking, fucking and stroking… screwing and… oh god…

'' CUM for me, beef. You know you want to, '' Felipe shouted.

Miranda 's hot, slick enactment made squelchy-wet sounds as it sucked at Felipe 's darting fingers. This could n't be happening. Oh god. NO ! Miranda 's eyes widened as Felipe leaned over to try one of her mamilla, sucking it heavily and deep into his sassing until the new sensation tore through her aching tit like exquisite torturing.

'' CUM now or I tell Sven to whip you ! ``

Miranda whimpered and thrust her crotch forward to cope with the poking of Felipe 's digit. Anything but that awful whip. The lithe brunet moaned with feeling as she kept shoving her kitty to satisfy those furiously pumping fingers. Now she could n't stop, the train was about to jump. Her mind…it might just explode.

'' OH GOD ! OHHH ! ! ! ``

Miranda 's slender feminine digit arched violently. Her middle rolled back in her head. She felt a million stars exploding behind her palpebra as it happened. The hell in her loins erupted like lava spewing from a vent. Her slit pick gushed onto the Spaniard 's finger's breadth. Felipe felt the girl 's quim clutch up on those same fingers as she writhed in joy to the clinking of chains. Finally, her nitty-gritty still hammering in her ribcage, Miranda slowly became mindful of her surroundings again. She saw Felipe 's glistening fingertips right in strawman of her face.

'' You came hard, bitch. You gushed all over my fingers like a prostitute. Now taste yourself. '' He inserted his finger's breadth into her mouth, and she sucked obediently. She was hyper-aware of Jake in the background, watching her. Some of his anger seemed to have dissipated, replaced by lust…and something else she could n't quite describe.

Now Felipe drew his fingers from between Miranda 's lips with a grunt.

'' You have had your plowshare of pleasance for the sentence being. Now it is clock time that you made good on your promise. You want a reprieve from the whip ? fine. You 'll get one. After I 'm done fucking your pussy, you are going to suck your fluids off my turncock, and THEN you and I are going to spend some timber time on the mattress. I 'm going to lie back and let you do all the workplace, and do you know what you are going to do, bitch ? ``

Miranda shuddered, afraid to ask. `` No, Sir. W-what ? ``

'' You 're going to lubricate up my cock with some decent warming oils and then put my cock in your ass and impale yourself on it and cod me. '' The way Miranda 's eyes widened, every man in the shipping container knew at the Lapplander fourth dimension ; this young woman had never done anal before.

'' Please Sir, I 've never… '' She could n't even finish the sentence.

'' Never been fucked in the ass ? '' Felipe said brightly. `` Don't worry, slut. I 'm a good teacher, and I have a feeling you 'll be a spry learner. '' As he said this, the Spaniard walked behind her, spread her ass cheeks wide-eyed, and positioned his cock-head between her vaginal back talk, thrusting with long, tardily CVA as he began to know her.

Meanwhile Jake stalked up to her. His angry gaze held hers.

As Felipe 's cock slid through her inside, ricocheting inside her cunt in slipway that sent shivers up her spine and had her teat beading up anew with lecherousness, her snitch husband grasped her by strawman of the neck, almost choking her.

'' Are you happy now, whore ? Now you have all the cock you can do by. That and more. ''

'' P-please Jake, '' she sputtered. `` I love you, '' she said, and now there were echt tear in her center. She tried to ignore the ravishing hotshot of Felipe 's cock continuing to pump her pussy and just tried to focalize on the man she still loved despite her unforgivable actions.

'' Ahhh ! This slut 's pussy is dripping-wet. She loves my peter, '' Felipe sighed. Her tooth rattled as he threw his hips forward for another pulverizing stroke.

Meanwhile, Miranda could only remember : What am I going to do ? ? ?

Then it hit her, the one thing she could order Jake that just might soften his rage…

TO BE CONTINUED in voice 2…

Author 's Note :

This is a fancy, which by definition substance I would never want to see this happen in real life. When I write these fantasies I imagine myself as the girl being forced to submit, and that more than just turns me on. I write these narration because submission, and the scourge of authorization over me, is what stokes my libido like nothing else in the globe. Whether you are a rife or a subservient, I hope you feel that same rush. Life is too short-circuit not to ...

I will be updating this story with a theatrical role 2 soon because I know cliffhangers can really suck. I hope you enjoyed it and if you did, I promise you 'll have Thomas More to look forward to…

~gaggedKitty