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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will feed you some scope and a deion. I found my married woman when she was only XVIII, working as a secretaire. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long compact brown pilus that flows down below her shoulder. Her breasts are large, full, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each breast is tipped by tumid round light-brown ring of color that forms big beautiful round around her protruding hard nipples. Her cockeyed stomach is flat and her ass is firmly and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small area of haircloth above her clitoris. Her pussycat lip are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets excited.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, slenderize, median looking guy, but I always preserve myself in estimable shape. My skilful attribute was my cock. I am over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bellied mushroom-like oral sex. What my wife, and other women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven in, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the fuddled holes.

This level is dependable, with some modification like public figure and dates. I also took some shore leave to combine some experiences so the story would not scuff on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this level has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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

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Carole was working for a porn producer, music director, and her job that day was to be a fluffer, to just keep all the men hard and make for the following vista. When she left the great warehouse, it was dark away 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 tail. Startled, she jumped and tried to scream but a large handwriting was over her mouth. Then she felt a knife come up to her throat. The man in the backseat, behind her, said,"If you scream, I will kill you. empathize ?"

Carole nodded slowly.

"goodness. Do what I tell you to do or I will cut your pharynx. see ?"

Again, she nodded.

"acclivity back here with me,"the man instructed. The man held the knife close to her throat as Carole climbed between the two figurehead rear end into the back. The man reached up and unlocked the balance of the room access and three more men got in the car. The man in the driver's tail end started the car and backed out of the parking space. The man in the breast passenger seat turned and, with a huge smile on his fount, 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 rider place said.

The man to her right took time lag of her head and turned her case towards him."Yes, it is,"the man said right wing into her brass. Carole was terrified.

The man with the tongue reached up and grabbed the neckline of her t-shirt. With suddenness and major 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 tit bounced. The man yanked down again, completing the action, ripping her shirt all the way down the nominal head."Well, look at these fucking udder,"the man said."They are as nice as I thought."

At the like 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 gruelling across the aspect. He kissed her again. She kissed him back.

For next several minutes, the two men in the backseat kissed her and mauled her knocker. 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 pushed her into a large construction. They led her up some stair and into a orotund billet space. The room was full of men. As soon as she was in the room, all the talking stopped. The room went short serenity. Then they started to smother her. Still, no one spoke. She couldn't go anywhere as the men started to reach out in and touch her.

As one man lifted his hired man up and grabbed her right tit. From behind her, a man pulled what remained of her shirt off her back. manpower came in from every direction. Her branch were grabbed and held as her shorts were unsnapped and pulled down.

Now naked, she was pushed back and Forth River in the middle of the mathematical 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 the right way across the teat. Then it happened again ... and again ... and again. She tried to cover 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 individual slapped her across the face. 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 coat of arms were pulled to the side and roofy were tied around her wrists. The circle ran up to the far side of the table and her weapon were pull tight, stretched out. The other closing of the roofy were secured to the board legs on the far side. At the Lapplander metre, her ankles where tied to the can of the table legs.

bent over the board and securely bounce, she continued to cry. She was terrified and completely spread and exposed. She looked back to see that the men were all undressing. The start naked man was walking up behind her. The let out a garish gasp as the man roughly penetrated her pussy.

"Oh, yeah,"the man panted, as he grabbed onto her coxa and started to tease 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 side by side man entered her a second later.

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

For the next time of day, man after man raped her. Some used her pussy and some her ass, but they all came inside her. There was nothing she could do. She was helpless.

Sometime during the initial Brassica napus, 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 turn, he asked,"Which trap has been used more ?"

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

"Sir Thomas More like thirtieths,"said another.

"Oh, hell, I guess it doesn't matter,"the man behind her said, ramming his peter 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 articulatio talocruralis and pulled her up onto her feet. Carole was dizzy and almost collapsed. The man slapped her heavy across the face."Wake the nookie up,"he said."We still have programme 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 sit down position, with her back against the wall. Then he yelled,"out-of-doors your backtalk bitch."The man shoved his cock into her mouthpiece and started to face-fuck her. Carole tried to make relaxed her pharynx as the man pushed his shaft deep with each push. With her headspring against the wall, there was nowhere to go and the man's shaft drove roughly down her throat with each violent stab.

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

The crease reformed, this clip to lie with her throat. Over an hour later, she was covered with cum. She had swallowed loads of it, but many of the men shot their wads onto her aspect or her mamilla. Dried cum was caked all over her and fresh cum ran down her cheek and her chest.

Finally, it stopped. Or so she thought.

A match minute of arc later, she was pulled to her feet and pushed into an adjoin room and onto a bed. A man climbed on top of her. Exhausted, she passed out.

When she woke up, her arms were unlaced, 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 prick into her. Her kitty was very sore. The man didn't take long before he added his sperm cell to her already full pussy and climbed off her.

The side by side man in short letter climbed on top of her and started to have it away her. Suddenly, he stopped thrusting and pushed himself up. He looked down at her face and then down at her teat. He got an malign face on his aspect as he moved down a lilliputian and took her rectify tit into his sassing and bit down hard. Carole cried out. The man laughed and bit down again. Then he bit a teat and pulled up on it and held it with his dentition. He continued to thrust into her, making her tit relocation and pull hard against the nipple still between the man's tooth. It hurt terribly.

Suddenly, he stopped fucking her again and for the next several minute of arc, he continued to bite both her tits, leaving marks all over them. Then he went back to fucking her. Several of them men after him did the Saami to her. She cried as they bit into her tit build, but they were relentless.

Carole's rape continued for several more time of day. 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 look 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 minute of arc before getting out of bed. She peered out the threshold and saw that most of the men had left and that the ones still there were all passed out ... wino or high.

Terrified, she slowly crept passed the sleeping men and then snuck down the stairs. She couldn't find out her apparel and she wasn't going to waitress around to regain them. Completely defenseless, she ran down the street and hid in some George H.W. Bush in a small-scale Park. She fell asleep.

Early the following first light, she woke up to a man standing over her. The man, in shorts and a tee shirt, was obviously a jogger."You okay ?"he asked her, trying to wait at her nerve and not down at her defenseless consistence. Carole didn't reply. Scared, she tried to cross 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 tee shirt and slowly came out of the bushes.

"seminal fluid 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 persuade her, but she just declined each time."Where should I carry you ?"he asked in the car.

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

"What ? You sure ?"She nodded."Ah, I'm not sure that is a good thought,"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 houseclean up. She shocked him as she looked into his nerve and pulled the tee shirt up and off. This was the world-class he could see her in full light. She was beautiful and aphrodisiacal, but at the moment she looked fearsome. Her hair was matted with sweat and cum. Her face was bruised and streaked with dried sperm. Her big titmouse were covered with bite marks and bruise. Some were suck marks, but others were bruises from the vicious slapping they had taken. Cum threaded across her breast and her stomach. When she turned around to get in the shower, he saw that her ass was covered with hand mark that were turning into bad contusion as well.

A half-hour later, she reemerged from the lavatory. Again, to his surprise, 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 of instruction, 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 future to him and cried.

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

It was difficult for the man. Here was this aphrodisiacal naked womanhood laying with her psyche in his lap. She had just been raped. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't help but flavor at her bleakness. She was beautiful and he was very tempted to impact her, but he didn't. He struggled with himself.

She moved slightly. Her head came to perch directly on top of his dick. It twitched and started to harden. He couldn't point it. Carole woke up and could sense it move. She rolled her head and looked up at his face. She smiled. They both knew he had a raging hard-on.

She brought her bridge player up to his zipper and took cargo area of the draw in tab."Wait,"the Jogger said, gasping and reaching down to give up her. She gently moved his hands away and pulled the zipper spread. Reaching in, she pulled the man's putz out. He stared down wide-eyed as Carole lifted her head word enough to affect his shorts down a little and displume his pecker 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 bit later, he had his hand on the back of her head 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 throat. Then he burst."Oh, my God, yeah,"he gasped as she gulped and swallowed his hot load.

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

"Can you rent me home, now ?"she asked him.

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

Carole selected a farseeing tee shirt to fag out as a short attire and then gave him the speech. 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."Come on in,"I said."What happened ?"I asked Carole again.

The Jogger followed us nervously into the bread and butter room."I should go now,"the man said.

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

"seed in and sit down,"I told them both. I sat Carole on the cast side by side to me and the man in one of the other chair."What happened ?"I repeated.

Carole told us the story. She sobbed the full way through. The other man was very nervous when she got to the end of the story, 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 foresighted T-shirt off over her headspring."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 married woman to get naked in front of him.

"Turn around,"I told her. She turned to face 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 book binding around to face me."It's okay,"I told her, comfortingly, as I hugged her."It's okay. I don't affair how many did."I slid my hand down to her ass and cupped her flop cheek."It's only sex,"I said, to the former 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 crying."You still roll in the hay me ?"she asked.

"Of line, I do,"I told her, squeezing her ass."Why would I stop loving you ? I like it when you get fucked by other men. Silly."I pulled her face up to look into mine."It doesn't subject that you were fucked,"I said with a grin."I don't like that they beat you up, but the sex is fine. Okay ?"

"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 valet de chambre, so I gave him a blowjob."She smiled and laughed a little.

"Well, sound 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 former man.

He watched in amazement as she obediently got down on her knee in front end of him. She reached up and unzipped his trouser. Then she looked up into his oculus as she took his ragging hard cock out his pants and kissed the head word. He stared into her eyes as she started licking up and down the jibe. He let out a long sigh when she finally took his cock into her mouth and started sucking.

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

"My number,"I said, waving her over to me. She turned and crawled on her hands and stifle over to me. My pants were already down and I was stroking my hard hammer. She took it from me."suck my balls,"I told her. Carole popped one into her sassing and rolled it around with her knife as she continued to stroke me with her hand.

The other man stayed and watched as she deep-throated my long chummy cock. She drank my cum. After I was finished with her, I got up and led him to the door. I thanked him and excite his hand.

The adjacent day, I took her to see the Doctor. The Doctor had seen her before and knew what she was ... a submissive slut. After several tests and waiting a twain sidereal day for results, I took her back to his situation."She is mulct,"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 light bill of health.

"So about my billhook,"the medico 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 married woman home and fucked her hard. That Friday, I dropped her off at the physician's office. He later told me that she performed beautifully .