***Disclaimer : This taradiddle has strong nonconsent composition. I do not condone any of these acts in rattling life history and this is a dark fantasy - nothing less, nothing more. ***

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

Jake Shaw, Miranda 's hubby, was her diametrical in so many style. He was built like a man 's man. Tall and sturdy, muscles rippled across his iron-hard shape of 6'4. His tight butt could usually be counted on to produce Miranda salivate, especially when he was n't wearing anything below the shank. If Miranda was soft, like wisps of silk, then Jake George Bernard Shaw was all triple-forged blade. He sported a soot-colored iniquity beard with a crescent scar near the arse of his left impudence, and right now he was staring at her with those vivid Robert Gray center.

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

Something very different burned in those centre just now. Anger. betrayal. Rage.

'' HOW LONG ? '' His phonation rang out in the cargo ships container like a judge shouting out a guilty verdict.

She tried to answer but could n't. She could hardly even move. The slender girl was completely naked. He 'd plugged up her pretty mouth with a cock-shaped Ball gag fastened to her jaw. Her plead eyes did n't appear to make a motion him at all. hamper around her mortise joint were anchored to big smoothing iron rings attached to the shipping container 's floor. They forced her legs encompassing apart, exposing her helpless, tantalizing, smoothly-shaved pussy. At the same time her shackled wrists were hoisted by irons high above her head, each chain strung to iron mob 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 horrendous gag stuffing her mouth…and now it was too late. The harm 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 hand he held a five-tailed party whip with a braided handle and plaited bakshis. He swished the whip idly back and Forth River, thoughtful and yet still clearly enraged.

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

Matthew, her bodyguard. She closed her middle. Her fondness 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 remote and looked across at a pedestal with a monitor and Blu-ray player on top of it. He pressed a push button and the screen door came to life.

A hotel retinue, sumptuously furnished, appeared in the background. A succulent queen-size bed with gold sheets filled up nigh of the room. A gorgeous brunette knelt on those golden mainsheet, on her hired man and stifle as she faced the hidden camera. She was bare, her breasts shaking with the force out 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 girl moaned louder. The mattress jostled back and forth with the force of their coupling. The loud smacking sounds continued each fourth dimension the man 's crotch slammed into the girl 's aphrodisiac ass. The man reached around, cupping one breast as he fucked her.

The girl squealed with lust. `` Yes, baby, lie with this pussy. OH Matthew, fuck my small pussy raw. Stretch my slit. open me a babe ! Oh god ! Oh shtup ! Fuck me ! ``

Miranda closed her eyes with an awful spirit as the video recording of her and Matthew making love continued to play in front end of her. Jake muted the sound. Now he stepped up to her, lifting her chin with one finger's breadth. `` That paradigm and those quarrel will forever be seared into my mental capacity, bitch. Forever. ``

snag momentarily sprang into her husband 's eyes. `` Why, Miranda ? Why ? ! '' The rhetorical interrogative hung like anguish in the air.

What made it all that lots sorry was that she and Jake had been trying for a baby for 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 willing to layer one stratum of deception on top of another, unforced to let Jake help her raise a nestling that might not be truly theirs.

With a deadened gaze, Jake unfastened the musket ball gag and let it dangle to Miranda 's neck opening.

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

'' Oh ? '' Jake 's regard dimmed even more. Suddenly he flicked his articulatio radiocarpea, 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 fairly face crumpled for a bit. `` I did n't signify to… Matthew and I were just with each former all the metre while you were on your commercial enterprise tripper. 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 sort of gradually…happened. I never wanted to spite you, Jake. Please, you have to trust me ! ``

There was another loud whoosh of the party whip, and this time the five tendrils lashed at her exposed sex.

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

'' It…'just happened'Miranda ? Did it 'just materialize'that you were hunky-dory fucking Levi without a condom, having his fry instead of mine ? Was that unplanned too ? Or did you simply not even care ? '' Jake leaned forward and pressed his lip to Miranda 's, his tongue exploring her mouth in a long, burning kiss which she returned with a groan. Suddenly he pulled back with a shudder.

'' I remember when giving you pleasure 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 face. You fucked another man behind my back. '' He leaned in, his heart terrifying even as his fingers rubbed her sex with deceptive tenderness. `` wellspring guess what, you little whore ? Now you 're going to get exactly what you deserve. ``

What she deserved ? What did that mean ? Thoughts whirled and raced through her mind as Jake drew back and banged on the side of the merchant marine container with his fist. Five men dressed all in pitch blackness walked inside. All five began to immediately reave, leaving their apparel in a flock along the far side of the transport container until they were naked. All were delicious specimens of the male backwash.

'' Sven, Radic, Viktor, Baen, and Felipe, I 'd like you to forgather my back-stabbing slut of a married woman, Miranda. ``

Miranda'eyes widened as she saw the five men with their long, thick cocks standing at attention in a half-circle before her. Four of the men looked Russian or eastern European, and Felipe was definitely a Spaniard. Sven was the gravid of the cluster, with his shaven fountainhead, tree-trunk thickset biceps, and his cock engorged had to be just over 10 inches.

Baen had a work party cut, and he was possibly the most good-looking of the mathematical group, although not quite as sinewy. Radic and Viktor were definitely Slavonic in visual aspect, with tough feature article, and Felipe ? The Spaniard had seductive greenish-brown eye and a more angular grimace, his frame less bulky than the others. All five men 's gazes caressed her naked digit with a hunger that left Miranda 's back talk 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 husband ! Jake, please ! ''

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

'' There are heap of sex toy dog in the bag, valet de chambre. Indulge yourselves at this bitch 's expense. Make certainly she suffers. I want her fucked in all her holes. Other than that, anything goes…and I literally mean ANYTHING. ''

Sven, the leader with the shaved top dog, came toward her number one. He turned back toward Jake at the utmost moment.

'' felicitous to oblige Sir, but do you mind if I make a prompting ? ``

'' Go ahead, '' Jake said.

'' In my experience there are few things more sore than a girl 's titty under the lash of a whip. And there are few matter more exquisite than feeling a fille writhe with your rooster inside of her. '' He pointed at the whip, and then slid his regard to Miranda 's knocker.

'' Would you be so kind as to whip this fornicatress while I fuck her ? ``

Jake seemed a little storm at the suggestion, but he nodded.

Sven suddenly knelt between the girl 's branch, lapping at her kitty-cat with his greedy lingua. Miranda closed her eyes, biting her lip to stifle the groan that wanted to sneak out.

'' Please Jake. Uhh ! Please, think about what you 're doing. I 'm sorry for what I did, Jake. I never wanted to smart you. I 'll do anything to take a crap it up to you, mollycoddle. Please ! ''

Miranda 's words died like moths hit by a hurricane as Sven 's tongue stroked along her tiny nerve bundle, creating a nasty burn deep in her loins. Her cunt clenched up, her belly clenched up, and she felt a wetness jump to form between her thigh as Sven started getting through to her. His tongue Columba deeper, exploring her soft, soon-to-be slippery folds, and his hands gently cupped her beautiful Young ass. The sounds of his cheap slurps and sucks filled the shipping container while Miranda looked down, helpless to stop the lust building inside of her. Meanwhile, she remained all too aware of the four early men with rigid erection all eagerly saluting her nakedness.

Was Jake really going to let all these men fuck her and dun her ? Oh god. Had she really driven him over the sharpness with her infidelity ? Her psyche raced, trying to hail up with the right wing thing to say. What would calm his choler, though ? What Bible could still what she had done ?

'' Jake, I love you. I know it 's hard to see that now, but it 's ... aaahhhh…it 's truthful. '' She tried to neglect Sven 's lingua as it kept caressing her pussy, sliding along her vaginal lips like an awesome vamper before stroking her clitoris with renewed dynamism.

'' Please Jake. ''

She thought she saw a stab of precariousness in Jake 's optic, but then it vanished.

'' Quiet, footling whore. I wo n't listen to your Trygve Lie. '' As he said this, he flicked his wrist joint and the whip came slamming across her pectus.

'' AAAHHH ! ! '' Miranda groaned as the whipping continued, a measured cadency that followed a predictable pattern. The whoosh of the leather, her muscles tensing up for the blow, and then her petite number writhing in her bonds as the sting smote her tits. Only the distractions of Sven 's skillful spit inside her pussy and drubbing at her clit kept her from losing her head.

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'' AAYY ! Please Jake ! Stop ! 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 form. Then his manus gently cupped Miranda 's breasts, wresting a groan from her throat as his medallion cupped the supple, soon-to-be tender flesh. Now Sven 's big manus slid down to her hips. He kept one hired man on her hip and pulled her butt back towards him until he had the perfective slant to slam dance his cock into her scupper kitty from behind. He reached around with one hired hand, rubbing her button even as he eased his bulbous cock-head between her labia, sinking his shaft into her slick, tight vagina.

'' Uhhh ! ! ! '' he groaned appreciatively and began to startle a rhythm, pulling his tool halfway out and then slamming himself forward, impaling her hard with a tireless, staccato rhythm of fuck.

The phone of the whiplash returned. Jake 's powerful 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 livestock, then the beautiful missy 's breasts would birth already been covered with angry ribbons of welts. Fortunately for Miranda, the whip was a sex toy, and though the tendrils stung something frightful, they did n't leave a Saint Mark. At least not yet.

'' Ahhh ! '' Miranda groaned as she felt Sven 's tool slide deep inside her wetness. The bulky Russian clearly enjoyed the vicelike adhesive friction of her pussy squeezing the altogether length of his shaft each fourth dimension the slap of the whip against her knocker had her squirming and squealing.

'' Oh, yes, you sexy bellyache. Keep writhing on my dick. That feels like Eden, '' Sven growled. He slid his hands along her pelvic girdle and held her fast, looking down at their enjoin dead body as he fucked her furiously, his cock sliding easily in and out of her moistness sex. The accuracy was, as abominable and humiliating as this felt, the stopcock drilling her puss and grazing her inner walls with so many effete sensations had started enslaving Miranda to obscene desires she did n't want to acknowledge.

The next fifteen min were a blur of pain and pleasure for the missy. Her slender, feminine figure flailed each time the whip smote her breasts. Each meter that happened, her cunt clenched around Sven 's cock, milking his balls towards release. Despite the onrush of stimulation assaulting her genius, Miranda managed to think, to focus her mind on the problem ; how could she win back her maddened husband 's affection ? Or at to the lowest degree make the pain give up ?

Suddenly she had an theme.

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

'' Please Jake, do n't let him derive inside me, '' she moaned. `` You do n't want him to get me pregnant. I do n't want to have any small fry but yours, Jake. Please ! ``

But her reminder backfired on her. Jake 's formulation turned even blue. He lashed the whip with even more military group across her breasts.

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! ! ``

Jake bellowed, `` You should stimulate thought of that before you let St. Matthew fuck you without protection, beef. As I said before, I am no longer going to hear to your lies. '' The succeeding stroke smote her slender cone with a special cruelness that definitely came from Jake 's sensory faculty of being betrayed. Two dilute, red stripes sprouted across the girl 's beautiful tit, and Miranda realized that her words were only enraging Jake even more. If he kept hitting her like that, her breasts were going to be Sir Thomas More than just tender and sore. So instead she shut her mouth, just groaning and tensing up with each whiplash of the whip, with each plunge of Sven 's cock.

Sven leaned over, licking the slope of her neck as his cock speared up towards her womb with a series of shtup so furious that his ballock jostled back and forth in a fuzz of motion.

'' Almost there, bitch. Uh ! Uhh ! ! UH ! ! ! ! Almost ready to fill your pussy, '' Sven growled. He reached up with both hands, cupping and squeezing Miranda 's breasts as the moment of Sojourner Truth came. Miranda wailed as Sven 's calloused hands touched her overly sensitive mammilla, then groaned as she felt that peter twitch madly inside her slippery, biting sex. Her cunt filled with the viscid, ugly cum shooting out of Sven 's cock until his swollen testicles finally stilled, his front stilling as he just lay pressed up against her back, his cock enfolded in her warmth.

He waited, relishing the hug of her twat around his manhood, until at utmost he pulled out. His manhood was shiny with their meld fluids. The perfume of sex hung heavily in the air. Miranda 's head sagged forward. She was panting, huffing loudly. The girl desperately wanted to say something, to make Jake see reason. But she did n't know what she could say. She tried not to suppose about the sticky cum dribbling from between her thigh. The fille tried not to think about the former four men with raging shaft just waiting to have their way with her next.

Sven walked up to Jake and put out his hand.

'' Shall I take over the lash ? ``

Jake nodded. `` Go ahead. I 'll brook back and vigil. ``

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

'' I 'll postulate muddy seconds. I want to fuck that kitty-cat, '' the Spaniard growled.

The Spaniard strode up to her. He cupped her mons, enjoying the unruffled smell of her shaved pubic surface area. He went from cupping her sex to drilling her twat with two finger's breadth, the slimy leftover cum making for the perfect 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 husband to be merciful, maybe she could reason with these men instead. She had to try.

'' Please state your friend not to blister me, '' Miranda begged. Felipe smiled, one hand stroking the face of her side as his other hand kept finger-fucking her tainted sex.

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

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

Felipe 's brow jerked up and then his eyes turned wicked. `` Did you hear that, Sven ? This little slut will do ANYTHING I want to avoid the whip. That sounds entertain, does it not ? ``

Sven 's smiling was grim but amused. `` I think you should consider the bitch up on her offering. '' The other men 's chuckle voiced their agreement.

Felipe turned back to the sexy brunette, his back talk teasing hers until he gave her a French kiss, leaving her breathless. At the rate his fingers were hitting her g-spot and friction along her inside, she was n't far from climax either. Now, sensing her climb lustfulness, he slipped his other hand to her sex, his finger rubbing at her clitoris in a devastating series of caresses.

'' Ughhh ! ! '' Miranda moaned. Her tit beaded up. Oh god, her pussy was on fervor ! No… ! Her head started to scatter…her trunk responding to the Spaniard 's touch. Her leg muscles turned to jelly as all of her being got reduced to just the sensations along her clitoris, inside her slimed puss, along her delicate labia as the man 's finger did their study shag and stroking, fucking and stroking… shtup and… oh god…

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

Miranda 's hot, slick passing made squelchy-wet auditory sensation as it sucked at Felipe 's darting finger's breadth. This could n't be happening. Oh god. NO ! Miranda 's eyes widened as Felipe leaned over to taste one of her tit, sucking it toilsome and rich into his oral cavity until the new sensation tore through her aching tit like exquisite torture.

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

Miranda whimpered and thrust her crotch forward to fill the thrusts of Felipe 's fingers. Anything but that awful whip. The lithe brunette moaned with feeling as she kept shoving her slit to meet those furiously pumping finger's breadth. Now she could n't block, the train was about to derail. Her mind…it might just explode.

'' OH GOD ! OHHH ! ! ! ``

Miranda 's slender feminine figure arched violently. Her heart rolled back in her top dog. She felt a million stars exploding behind her lid as it happened. The inferno in her lumbus erupted like lava spewing from a volcano. Her slit cream gushed onto the Spaniard 's fingers. Felipe felt the girlfriend 's quim clench up on those same fingers as she writhed in pleasure to the clinking of irons. Finally, her affectionateness still hammering in her ribcage, Miranda slowly became cognisant of her surroundings again. She saw Felipe 's glistening fingertips right in front of her face.

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

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

'' You have had your portion of joy for the metre being. Now it is sentence that you made well on your promise. You want a reprieve from the whip ? Fine. You 'll get one. After I 'm done fucking your kitty-cat, you are going to suck your fluids off my turncock, and THEN you and I are going to drop some quality time on the mattress. I 'm going to lie back and let you do all the work, and do you jazz what you are going to do, bitch ? ``

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

'' You 're going to lube up my turncock with some nice heating rock oil and then put my rooster in your ass and impale yourself on it and rag me. '' The way Miranda 's center widened, every man in the shipping container knew at the Lapp sentence ; this girl had never done anal retentive before.

'' Please Sir, I 've never… '' She could n't even stop the time.

'' Never been fucked in the ass ? '' Felipe said brightly. `` Don't worry, jade. I 'm a good instructor, and I have a feeling you 'll be a ready learner. '' As he said this, the Spaniard walked behind her, spread her ass cheeks all-encompassing, and positioned his cock-head between her vaginal lips, thrusting with long, easy strokes as he began to fuck her.

Meanwhile Jake stalked up to her. His wild regard held hers.

As Felipe 's cock slid through her insides, ricocheting inside her puss in direction that sent shivers up her spine and had her nipples beading up anew with lust, her denounce husband grasped her by front of the neck opening, almost choking her.

'' Are you felicitous now, whore ? Now you have all the rooster you can handle. That and more than. ''

'' P-please Jake, '' she sputtered. `` I love you, '' she said, and now there were genuine crying in her eyes. She tried to ignore the ravishing sensations of Felipe 's prick continuing to pump her kitty and just tried to focalize on the man she still loved despite her unforgivable actions.

'' Ahhh ! This strumpet 's puss is dripping-wet. She loves my cock, '' Felipe sighed. Her teeth rattled as he threw his coxa forward for another pulverizing stroke.

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

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

TO BE CONTINUED in PART 2…

author 's note of hand :

This is a fantasy, which by definition means I would never want to see this hap in real living. When I write these fantasies I imagine myself as the young lady being forced to submit, and that more than than just turn over me on. I write these stories because compliance, and the threat of dominance over me, is what stokes my libido like nothing else in the reality. Whether you are a prevalent or a submissive, I hope you feel that same rush. Life is too short not to ...

I will be updating this story with a region 2 soon because I know cliffhangers can really suck. I hope you enjoyed it and if you did, I promise you 'll give more to search forward to…

~gaggedKitty