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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will give you some background knowledge and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a secretaire. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown whisker that flows down below her shoulders. Her breasts are boastfully, full, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each chest is tipped by large daily round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding laborious nipples. Her tight breadbasket is flat and her ass is surd and daily round. She always keeps her kitty-cat shaved, except for a diminished field of hair above her button. Her pussy sassing are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a bloom when she gets stimulate.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, median looking guy, but I always continue myself in well physical body. My best dimension was my cock. I am over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bulb-shaped mushroom-like oral sex. What my wife, and other womanhood, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes balmy. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the cockeyed holes.

This level is true, with some adjustment like names and dates. I also took some indecorum to meld some experiences so the story 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 storey about my wife, Carole, being held captive and raped. Be forewarned.

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Carole was working for a erotica producer, manager, and her job that day was to be a fluffer, to just keep all the men hard and set up for the adjacent prospect. When she left the large warehouse, it was dark extraneous and she had parked her car across the parking lot where the inflammation was bad.

She unlocked the car door and climbed into the driver's backside. Immediately, she was grabbed from backside. Startled, she jumped and tried to hollo but a tumid hand 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 pop you. Understand ?"

Carole nodded slowly.

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

Again, she nodded.

"mount back here with me,"the man instructed. The man held the tongue close to her pharynx as Carole climbed between the two front fundament into the dorsum. The man reached up and unlocked the rest of the room access and three more men got in the car. The man in the device driver's seat started the car and backed out of the parking space. The man in the movement rider bottom 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 tongue to her ribs and smiled."This is going to be fun,"the man in the nominal head passenger tail said.

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

The man with the knife reached up and grabbed the neckline of her jersey. With abruptness 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 tits bounced. The man yanked down again, completing the action at law, ripping her shirt all the way down the figurehead."wellspring, face at these fucking udders,"the man said."They are as prissy as I thought."

At the same clip, the man on her right wing turned Carole's font to his and he kissed her, forcefully. She didn't respond, which upset him."Bitch, osculate me right,"the man said, slapping her hard across the face. He kissed her again. She kissed him back.

For next various bit, the two men in the backseat kissed her and mauled her mamilla. Carole didn't have any selection 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 building. They led her up some stairs and into a orotund office infinite. The room was full of men. As soon as she was in the elbow room, all the talking stopped. The room went dead lull. Then they started to surround her. Still, no one spoke. She couldn't go anywhere as the men started to reach in and touch her.

As one man lifted his hand up and grabbed her good tit. From behind her, a man pulled what remained of her shirt off her back. Hands came in from every direction. Her limb were grabbed and held as her short pants were unsnapped and pulled down.

Now naked, she was pushed back and Forth River in the middle of the group of men. somebody 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 tits. 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 mamilla were targeted, but then person slapped her across the face. She started to cry.

The men picked her up and carried her over to a inflexible wooden table. She was bent over onto the board, face down. Her arms were pulled to the side and ropes were tied around her radiocarpal joint. The ropes ran up to the far face of the board and her arms were pulled tight, stretched out. The other ending of the ropes were secured to the table ramification on the far side. At the same clock time, her mortise joint where tied to the bottom of the tabular array legs.

bent-grass over the board and securely leaping, she continued to cry. She was terrified and completely unfold and exposed. She looked back to see that the men were all undressing. The first raw man was walking up behind her. The let out a tatty gasp as the man roughly penetrated her pussy.

"Oh, yeah,"the man panted, as he grabbed onto her articulatio coxae and started to depend upon 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 endorsement later.

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

For the future 60 minutes, 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 rape, to a greater extent men showed up. Each of them, as they arrived, dropped their pants and joined the line of descent. When one man got up to her for his routine, he asked,"Which hole has been used more ?"

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

"Thomas More like thirtieths,"said another.

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

A distich 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 feet. Carole was dizzy and almost collapsed. The man slapped her hard across the face."Wake the fuck up,"he said."We still have architectural plan 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 hairsbreadth and pulled her up into a seated placement, with her back against the wall. Then he yelled,"Open your mouth bitch."The man shoved his stopcock into her mouth and started to face-fuck her. Carole tried to loose her throat as the man pushed his stopcock deep with each thrust. With her head against the wall, there was nowhere to go and the man's cock drove roughly down her pharynx with each violent stab.

Carole could tell he was about to split, when he pulled his hammer out of her sass. He shot his load right onto her aspect. When he was done, he laughed and called her a whore.

The note reformed, this time to make love her throat. Over an 60 minutes later, she was covered with cum. She had swallowed scores of it, but many of the men shot their good deal onto her face or her tits. Dried cum was caked all over her and fresh cum ran down her boldness and her chest.

Finally, it stopped. Or so she thought.

A couple proceedings later, she was pulled to her invertebrate foot and pushed into an edge room and onto a bed. A man climbed on top of her. Exhausted, she passed out.

When she woke up, her blazon were untied, but a great 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 pussycat was very sore. The man didn't take long before he added his spermatozoan to her already full pussy and climbed off her.

The succeeding man in line climbed on top of her and started to eff her. Suddenly, he stopped thrusting and pushed himself up. He looked down at her face and then down at her tits. He got an malefic look on his brass as he moved down a little and took her right nipple into his lip 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 tooth. He continued to hurl into her, making her tit move and get out hard against the nipple still between the man's teeth. It hurt terribly.

Suddenly, he stopped fucking her again and for the next several minutes, he continued to burn both her tits, leaving Marks 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 knocker were slapped and bit. Her human 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 respective minutes 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 find her clothes and she wasn't going to await around to happen them. Completely nude, she ran down the street and hid in some bushes in a small park. She fell asleep.

Early the next break of day, 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 calculate at her face and not down at her au naturel body. Carole didn't reply. Scared, she tried to cover 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 jersey 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 carry her, but she just declined each time."Where should I take you ?"he asked in the car.

"demand me to your seat,"Carole finally spoke.

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

"Please,"she begged.

"Okay,"he finally acquiesced.

The Jogger took her to his apartment and let her in. He showed her where the can 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 initiative he could see her in full luminosity. She was beautiful and sexy, but at the moment she looked awful. Her hair was matted with sweat and cum. Her face was bruised and streaked with desiccated spermatozoon. Her big tits were covered with pungency cross and bruises. Some were suck print, but others were bruises from the fell slapping they had taken. Cum threaded across her dresser and her stomach. When she turned around to get in the shower, he saw that her ass was covered with mitt prints that were turning into bad bruise as well.

A 30 minutes later, she reemerged from the bathroom. Again, to his surprise, she was totally au naturel. She stood directly in strawman 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 spirit at me,"she sobbed."I am so ugly now."She sat down on the couch succeeding to him and cried.

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

It was hard for the man. Here was this aphrodisiac raw fair sex laying with her head in his lap. She had just been raped. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't assistant but spirit at her nakedness. She was beautiful and he was very tempted to touch her, but he didn't. He struggled with himself.

She moved slightly. Her head came to rest directly on top of his hawkshaw. It twitched and started to harden. He couldn't stop it. Carole woke up and could palpate it move. She rolled her read/write head and looked up at his human face. She smiled. They both knew he had a raging hard-on.

She brought her hand up to his zip fastener and took time lag of the pull tab."Wait,"the Jogger said, gasping and reaching down to stop her. She gently moved his helping hand away and pulled the zipper overt. Reaching in, she pulled the man's cock out. He stared down wide-eyed as Carole lifted her head enough to move his shorts down a picayune and attract 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 laborious rod into her mouth.

A bit later, he had his hand on the rachis of her read/write head as she moved her mouth up and down his farseeing shaft."Oh, my God,"the man kept repeating. She took more and Sir Thomas More of him into her mouth and down her pharynx. Then he burst."Oh, my God, yeah,"he gasped as she gulped and swallowed his hot load.

She let him land up in her oral fissure, sucking continuously on his twitching cock until she had drained the finis little bit of cum from the slam. Then she sat up next 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 name and where do you last ?"he asked.

Carole selected a longsighted t-shirt to wear as a short dress 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 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 living elbow room."I should go now,"the man said.

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

"Come in and sit down,"I told them both. I sat Carole on the couch next to me and the man in one of the other chairs."What happened ?"I repeated.

Carole told us the story. She sobbed the total 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 facial expression."Let me see."

Carole knew what I meant and didn't hesitate. She stood and pulled the foresightful T-shirt off over her headway."Shit,"I said, under my breath, when I saw her bruised body.

The Jogger looked blow out of the water. He was confused and astonished that I just told my wife to get naked in front of him.

"turning around,"I told her. She turned to face the Jogger and I looked at her bruised backbone 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 vertebral column around to face me."It's okay,"I told her, comfortingly, as I hugged her."It's okay. I don't topic how many did."I slid my hired man down to her ass and cupped her justly impudence."It's only sex,"I said, to the other man's amazement."You will be fine. I'll visit the Doctor and we will go see him tomorrow. You will be just fine."

She started to retard her crying."You still love me ?"she asked.

"Of course, I do,"I told her, squeezing her ass."Why would I cease 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 matter that you were fucked,"I said with a smile."I don't like that they beat you up, but the sex is exquisitely. okay ?"

"okey,"she said, wiping her eyes.

I looked over at the befuddled 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, beneficial 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 optic as she took his ragging hard prick out his pants and kissed the headland. He stared into her center as she started licking up and down the shaft. He let out a long sigh when she finally took his cock into her oral cavity and started sucking.

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

"My twist,"I said, waving her over to me. She turned and crawled on her hands and articulatio genus over to me. My pants were already down and I was stroking my backbreaking cock. She took it from me."suck my egg,"I told her. Carole popped one into her mouthpiece 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 long thick cock. She drank my cum. After I was finished with her, I got up and led him to the doorway. I thanked him and shook his hand.

The adjacent day, I took her to see the medico. The medico had seen her before and knew what she was ... a submissive loose woman. After several tests and waiting a couple day for results, I took her back to his business office."She is fine,"the doctor said."Just some bruising. That will go away after a while."

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

"So about my bill,"the MD said, looking down at Carole. He licked his back talk.

I smiled and said,"This weekend ?"

"All weekend,"the Doc said.

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

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