I had only just several times sucked my husband, for he seemed to not demaned it, he was more of a let me drill you kind of man. Not to much glamer in our sex life, but it was enjoyable for 15 years. I was now being forced to suck strange cock. One by one they took turnes poking my mouth, and I begain to relize that I was being raped. How can this just happen, and why me. As i was told by each of these guys, do what we say and I would not be hurt, load after load filled my mouth. I was able to void some of it, but I had to swollow as well. the one thing that helped me during this was the fact that no one was touching me in any place but my arms and legs to keep me pind down to the ground. My bikini was still on, so my hope was all they wanted was to mouth fuck me then leave me.

As I drained each of them the rape turned for the worse. Tape was placed over my mouth, my bikini was ripped off with no problem and I now layed naked surounded by stiff half drunken guys. They picked me up and carried me foward off the beach to a small house. I was then tied to a bed, and one by one they robed me of my pride as they fucked me like animals.

I was untied, turned over, retied, and pulled up on all 4`s, and pumped again and again for there pleasure. I was shure that they were done for I was left alone for a hour or so, just laying there helpless, tired, hurting, swollen and sore. My emotions were crazy, nothing made any since.

the rape continued but this time they took turnes explorting my ass hole where no one had ever gone before. I knew that some people enjoy that kind of sex, but I never wanted or liked the thought of it. Now I was forced to be filled in this way, and again they seemed pleased to use my at there will.

One would think by now that the worsed was over and done. how could I go on, they would sure kill me if they did more to me. Now it was time not for one on one, but forced to comply I fould myself being used again. Cock in the mouth, my pussy, and my ass was not fun, it hurt, I sure must die now.

As all of this was happening to me I was unaware of the guy with the camera. He had photographed there fun and my humiliation. How could anyone be so mean enough is enough. They had picked up from the beach my laptop and now they had acsess to my whole life. From my computor I was forced to help them get into my e-mail but why.

My life was finaily finished now. I was now turned lose, I could walk but not well. I had losed everything, even my cloths. Forced to walk naked back to my motel, the only good thing that came out of this day was my room was way down on the end of the building, and I had forgotten to lock the door.

A few days latter I retured to work. It seemed that everyone stared at me, could they have known that I was raped over and over again. I made my way to my desk to try to work and not think upon what had happen to me. As I set at my computor I noticed my e-mail was loaded with twenty something letters from me to me. What was this. I begain to open one and my life was drained from me. There I was naked, being raped, it showed everything. Each of the e-mails had 4 pictures with them. They had not only taken me forcefully and raped me, but now they had raped me again threw e mail humiliating me futher. The worse had happened, they had forwarded each of these letters titled see what I did at the beach, to everyone in my e-mail address book. My family, my friends, my coworkers, my boss, my work clients, and the list goes on and on.

I lost most of my friends, my job, yes my husband,some of my family, all of my pride. Now I live in another state by myself, I work as a clerk at a quiky mart, I have no computor, and I have been raped 3 times since I`ve lived here. I live each day knowing that someone will sure take me again and probably kill me.

 

Most men who have beautiful wives are very jealous and over protective, but not me. I wanted to see her fuck other men. More specifically big black well endowed men. For a long time I kept this fantasy to myself and never said anything. When I would have sex with her I would close my eyes and imagine a big black man having his way with her. I would look at porn with black men online and picture her face there instead of the porn stars. It started to dominate my sex life and normal life; it was all I could think about. It got so bad that I would be sitting and watching TV and just start starring at her wishing she would fuck a different guy every night of the week.

 

This went on for about 6 months until I could not stand it any more and I decided to say something to her. I waited until one night when we were making love and I was eating out her pussy and fingering her. I knew if she was horny she would like the idea more. Right before she was ready to cum, I quit licking her pussy but continued to finger her and told her I had a question to ask her. She moaned yes and so I just came out and said it. I told her that I wanted to watch her fuck other men as many as she wants and preferably well hung black men. She instantly starting bucking and screaming as I watched her have one of the biggest orgasms I have ever seen her have, just from me lightly fingering her and talking to her about fucking other men. After 30 seconds of her screaming at the top of her lungs she relaxed and looked down at me and asked if I was serious. I said I was dead serious and she started smiling at me and said that she wanted more variety and had been thinking about being with other men for a long time also. That night we fucked like we had never fucked before. She came almost constantly and I squirted more cum into her hot pussy than I ever had before.

 

After were finished fucking we started talking about how we would go about this the first time. We wanted it to be very erotic, kinky and wild, but still wanted me to be able to watch. We decided that the way that sounded the most fun was to have her dress in a very short, very low cut, strappy dress. With a thong and no bra and 6 inch porno type heels and go to a local club that a lot of army guys hang out in from a military base in our area. We would go in separately, she would flirt, drink, build up her nerve and pick up one or two of them, bring them out to the alley and fuck them in the alley. I would follow after a few minutes, find a good hiding spot and watch her selected man or men fuck her like a total slut in the alley and when they were finished with her I would come over and fuck her cum filled loose pussy. It was a good plan, but as plans usually goes, especially a plan like this, things rarely go according plan and our lives would forever be changed by the events of that night.

 

Well it was all set. It was Saturday night on a warm summer day. Her dress barely covered her ass and if she bent over you would be able to see her thong and you could clearly see she had no bra on and the outline of her beautiful breasts under her dress. We drove separately so that we would not be seen together at all. She entered the club first and I came in a few minutes later and got a table towards the back, order a pitcher of beer, and sat back and watched. She was instantly very popular. She started dancing and walking around the club and guys were thronging to her. Skinny, tall, fat, short, ugly, handsome they were all asking her to dance or offering to buy her a drinks, which she eagerly accepted to take the edge off what she is about too do.

 

This went on for about two hours and she was getting fairly drunk. Not stumbling drunk, but she had enough to drink to impair her judgment some what. That and she also had settled into talking and dancing with three large men with crew cuts that looked like marines from the nearby military base. One was white and two were black and all three were very large a muscled. She flirted and dirty danced with all three through course of several hours. It was driving me crazy to watch her rub, dance and feel these three huge men. My cock was about ready to tear out of my pants as I sat back and watched her act like a wanton slut on and off the dance floor. It was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen. I was hoping that she would go through with the plan and pick one of them to fuck in the alley behind the club. I had already picked out a good hiding place before I had entered.

 

After we had been in the club for about 4 hours I could tell she was zeroing in on one of the black guys. I saw her lean in whisper something in his ear and walk back to the ladies room. While she was gone he said something to his buddies and they all started laughing and high fiving each other and I knew she had told him what she wanted. When she returned she took him by the hand and led him out of the club. I waited for a few minutes and followed them and went directly to my hiding place behind a tall stack of crates. I had a great view of the action.

 

The alley was a typical alley in a fairly large town. Some dumpsters, lots of trash a few stacks of wooden pallets here and there. A couple of scattered alley lights. Lots of places for me to hide and watch the show as it unfolded in front of me. Little did I know how much of a show I was in for and how much it was going to get out of hand.

 

As I settled into my hiding place I could see Mindy making out with the large black man she had been flirting with the entire night inside the club. He was leaning up against the back wall of the night club her back was towards the alley. He already had her dress pulled down around her waist baring her breasts. One hand grabbed her ass while the other groped her breasts. They were making out quite passionately he was sticking his tongue deeply down her throat his hands all over her body. I could hear her moan as his hands wonder all over her body. He began getting a bit rougher pinching her nipples and pulling her hair, but she didn’t seem to mind and almost seemed liked she liked it. This went on for about ten minutes. My cock was as hard as it had ever been. So I took it out and gently masturbated as I watched my wife get mauled by this big black man.

 

As I was watching getting hornier by the second, some movement caught my eye. I looked over and saw the other two men she had been flirting with walking down the alley towards were my wife and the big black man were making out. My wife was totally into what she was doing and did not even notice the other two men coming down the alley, something inside of me told me I should warn her, but I couldn’t do it. I was transfixed on what might happen; besides she might have told them that she wanted to do all of them. Pre cum started to dribble from my cock at the thought of multiple men fucking my wife tonight, little did I know how true that statement was going to be.

 

The two other men closed the last couple of steps very quickly and grabbed my wife very roughly by the arms and pulled her back off the other man. Each one had a firm grip on her arms. She screamed a little bit then looked around recognized the guys and seemed to relax a little bit. “What are you guys doing? I am trying to have some fun with your friend here, there is enough too go around but you will have to wait for some other time only one at a…” The big black guy that she had been making out reached out and slapped her hard across the face, the smack echoed down the alley. “Shut up bitch he shouted” and reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her head back painfully and looked down into her eyes. “Listen here bitch you teased us all in there and now you are going to get what you deserve before we ship out tomorrow” he said leering down at her. I knew I should run out and help her, save her, but I was totally hypnotized and much to my dismay extremely turned on by the site of my beautiful petite wife being abused by this big black man. She started crying and looked up at the big man in fear “please stop” she begged “I don’t want to play …” He jerked back hard on her hair again and punched her hard in the stomach. She let out a let squeal as the wind was knocked from her and he yelled again, “I said shut up cunt, if you know what is good for her you will keep your mouth shut!” Then to drive his point home he back handed her hard across the face. She went limp in the other two men’s arm and just hung there crying and sobbing. At that point I shot my wad all over the crate in front of me. It was the hardest I had ever cum in my entire life. The site of my wife, half naked, breasts hanging out being held, beat by and used by these big men was more than I could handle, I was sure this was not the last time I was going to cum tonight.

 

They smacked her around some more just to prove their point then drug her over to some wooden pallets that were stacked on top of each other about 3 to 3 1/2 feet off the ground, just right a waist height. They roughly ripped her dress off of her and laid her down on the pallet. She was still sobbing and crying from her beating, but was not fighting anymore or talking. The pallets were not very wide. So her ass and pussy were stuck just a little over the edge of the top pallet and her legs also hung over and down forcing her to arch her back and making for easy access to either hole and her shoulders were even with the other side so her head hung off the end giving a perfect angle to stick a cock in her mouth. Once she was laid on top of the pallets they found some old dirty rope lying in the alley next to one of the crates and spread and tie her legs and arms down very tightly to the pallets. Next they put a piece of rope around her neck so she could not raise her head. She was forced to have it hang down the back side of the pallet in a very uncomfortable position. At this point she tried to fight back but it was too late, she was tied so tightly that she could not move and anytime she struggled the rope tying her head down around her neck would choke her. I knew I should run and get help, but I have never been this turned on, I was about ready to squirt my second load of cum, seeing  my beautiful and petite wife tied down and spread open on those crates with nothing but a thong and 6 inch heels on about to be raped by three very large men.

 

The big black man that she had originally brought out with her unzipped his pants and released the biggest cock I had ever seen, fully erect and walked up to her head, “now you don’t think you are so cute do you bitch”.  “Please don’t hurt me she began to sob…” He smacked her hard again. “I told you to shut up” he whispered “if you don’t I will hurt you very badly”. She again fell silent. He then grabbed his cock and began to force it into her mouth. She clenched her teeth shut. “Listen bitch, open up your mouth or I will knock your teeth out”. She reluctantly opened her mouth and he slowly started to push his huge cock into her mouth. Even from my hiding spot I could see her jaws stretching to try and accommodate the big member. I thought he would stop, but he just kept going pushing his cock all the way into her mouth and throat. He buried it all the way in her throat and mouth, I could see her body jerking as she gagged on the huge cock and I could see her eyes watering. Then he reached down grabbed her hair and roughly started force fucking her mouth, hard. I could hear her trying to scream around his cock. I knew by her struggles that this was chocking her and that she could not breathe. I knew once again I should run and get help, that my wife would never be the same if she survived this rape, but I was still entranced on it. While the first guy was force fucking her throat the other black guy walked up between her legs, unzipped his pants released another huge cock, pulled her thong panties to the side exposing her shaved, tight little pussy and unceremoniously shoved his cock all the way to the hilt. “Hey” hey shouted to the other guy “this bitch is wet; I think she might be getting off on this”. That made Mindy struggle even harder, but there was nothing she could do about it as the both hammered away at her. Pounding her pussy, he reached out and brutally slapped her breasts as hard as he could. As soon as the other guys cock hit her bare, shaved petite little pussy I couldn’t last any longer and shot my second load and came even harder than the first time. When I looked up from my orgasm I noticed that the third man had disappeared.

 

My erection quickly recovered as I watched the two remaining guys pound my wife for a few more minutes. I could tell she could not breathe and her struggles became less and less as the guy continued to brutally throat fuck her, while his buddy pounded her tight little pussy. After about 2 minutes I saw her body go limp and heard the guy in her throat start to moan and groan and shoot his load deep in her throat and then pull out, a few seconds later his buddy also cam deeply into her unprotected pussy. As he pulled his limp cock out of her throat all the cum he had shot in there was running out of her mouth and down her face. Her head rolled to the side, she was completely motionless. As the other guy pulled back his cum ran out of her pussy and down her legs. The first black guy bent down put his ear next to her mouth. I held my breath as I was not sure if she was still alive or not. He looked up to at his buddy “she is still breathing, just passed out” he said, slapping her cum covered face hard. “Where did jack go?”

 

About that time the white man named Jack, came back around the corner leading about 20 or so men from inside the bar, all of which Mindy had flirted with at some point during the night. “I just figured all of these men should have a chance at that little cock tease” he said “did you two have your fun?” The first guy said “we sure did, help yourselves boys, all holes up for grabs, plus she is passed out so don’t worry about her struggling too much until she wakes up”. I saw my chance and snuck out of my hiding place and blended into the men. They formed three lines, one lined up to fuck her ass or pussy, one to fuck her mouth and throat and one to play with, abuse and cum on her tits. One after another, fat, small, old, young, clean, dirty they all walked up and had their turn. I watched playing with my cock fascinated and extremely turned on by what was happening to my beautiful little petite wife. I was in heaven watching her get gang raped. I watched one particularly fat guy with a little cock walk up to her mouth and watched her whole head disappear under his fat roles as he stuffed his cock in her mouth. About this time a skinny little dude with a long thin dick stuck his cock first in her pussy to lube it up then up her ass. This seemed to wake her up as she began to struggle again. The big fat man backed off turned around, spread his ass cheek and said “lick my asshole you little cunt”. She looked around dismayed then got a look of defeat on her face and began to lick the fat mans dirty asshole sticking her tongue as far in as she could as he rubbed it up and down on her face.

 

The line didn’t move real fast. At one point another huge cock got her mouth again and stuck it all the way and cutting off her air again. She struggle against her bonds trying to get some distance from the cock to get some air as this guy, like the first one grabbed her hair and fucked her throat shoving his huge cock in all the way to the base. While this was going on one of the men at her breast picked up what looked to be an old radio antenna off of a car and started smacking her breasts with it hard leaving fine, long, bright red welts all over her breasts and stomach. She started screaming around the cock in her throat and this really made her struggle for a while until once again her struggles began to get weaker. The guy with antenna saw a break in the line at her pussy and started smacking her raw bare pussy as hard as he could with the antenna. She screamed and jerked and thrashed as he brutalized her breasts stomach and shaved pussy with antenna until, she passed out from the lack air and pain, right before the guy in her throat also exploded into her. This maybe me shoot my wad without even masturbating. I loved watching the antenna drop on her unprotected body raising welts and making her scream around the cock in her mouth and making her body thrash.

 

As she lay there limp and covered in cum and welts there were very few men left. Just myself and the original three men. I walked up and took my turn in her mouth and it only took about three thrust for me to cum deeply and the hardest I had up until that point. I took a chance to smack her tits and pussy a few times with the antenna then walked away and circled back around to my hiding place. “What should do with her now? What if she reports this and identifies us?” the big white man asked. “We will deal with that then, besides were leaving tomorrow, let’s just leave her” the first big black man said. So they turned around and walked away. I quickly ran to her made sure she was still breathing, untied her, carried her to the car and drove home, knowing our lives would never be the same. When I got her home I fucked her over and over again until she finally woke up.

 

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Finally 12 came and i sat down as Jeff shook my hand then handed me a brown envelope, as i opened it i asked " so whats this?" i pulled out a transfer application " trasfer papers? what use is this?" " trust me Trevor this is the best option doctor Reid is a real ball-buster and not someone you want to mess with" confused i asked " how do you know?" " well did you ever hear about that guy everbody called doctor casanova?" " yeah i heard he had sex with half the female staff" " yeah 4 doctors, 6 nurses and 4 of his paitents one of them during an x-ray!!" " i heard about that didn't he sell those on ebay?" " yeah made a bundle until the paitent sued him for it" " wow! what happened?"

" well they day of the hearing she had the missfortune of getting a female judge and the three ended up in her office where let's just say she dropped more than the charges!!" " wow! but what has he got to do with doctor Reid?" " well when she first arrived he decided to try to get into her scrubs" " and?" " oh he did it but in the end it ruined him" "how?" " well while they where at it she fell asleep!!" " SHE FELL ASLEEP!!" " hell yeah well word quikly spread and his life as doctor casanova was over" then he shugged " but if you don't belive me you can ask him yourself he's over there" Jeff pointed across the room to a very sad looking janitor who seemed to be talking to his ham roll, surprised i added " THAT'S DOCTOR CASANOVA!" " yeah word got around and he was fired and hasen't had sex in 5 years, can't even pay for it" " damn!" " yeah the only one eying him now is bobby" i tried and failed to cover a laugh " are you telling me that our only male nurse is gay?" " yeah kinda ironc huh!"

Once we stopped laughing Jeff rose from the table and added pointing at the trasfer papers " trust me thats the safest way to deal with this" i respected his advice but i loved my work and had no intentions of leaving, so at 6pm that night i paced my living room by 8 i was sure i had left a dent in the floor then the bell ran and i walked slowly to the front door.

i opened the door and there was doctor Reid waring a long trenchcoat ( as far as i knew she was a dirty dlonde who seemed to be to busy with work to pretty herself up) as i closed the door i turned around and was shocked to see that she was naked under the coat and man did i get a surprise she was shaved downstairs and had nice well rounded breasts, i was rock hard in a split second, as i took off my clothes she looked right into my eyes and said " i hope your expecting a blowjob the deal was to make me cum not you" dissapointed by this for only a moment i walked her to my bedroom and i began sucking her left breast while rubbing the right moving down i began to lick and suck her clit, i could tell she was loving it but she was doing a fantastic job of covering it up, soon enough i slid my dick inside her and began moving in and out slowly but as i looked up i saw she was counting the ceiling tiles, i pulled out and got her on all fours thinking damn it man this is your job on the line so make it happen, with new otivation i began slamming my rod deap inside her while reaching around with my hands to caress both her nipples and pussy, nothing but i wasn't ready to give up yet pulling out for a second time i got her to turn over to her right side raised her left leg and entered slowly jackpot!! i could tell allmost instantly that even though she was trying to hide it her orgasam was quickly building soon she screamed "i'm cumming!! i'm cumming!!" as her jucies ran down my dick i shot load after load into her.

We fell asleep together and as she got up to leave the next morning i grabbed her arm " hey we had a deal remember what about the pictures?" at this she smiled and replied " oh them! i'm sure they would out great, that is if i had bothered to put any film in it!" she put her hand in her pocket pulled out the camera and threw it to me to confirm what sh ehad just said, it was true it was empty, by the time i looked back up at the doorway she was gone.

 

"So, I take it that you're gonna to kick Penny out, and move my Sally in- good for you, Hank! However, I do think that some poetic justice is in order to settle the score with your evil wife and her lover, who, after all, has brainwashed her into denying you sex." Mina spoke up.

"What exactly are you up to, my dear future mother-in-law?" Hank asked her, evidently stunned that she would be so invested in his pleasure and revenge.

"My hunky Hank, whom I hope to keep fucking, both before and after he gets married to my sexy daughter, I want to humiliate Pastor Gilbertson and your wife by enslaving them. You could use something over them, such as the fact that they're fucking behind Mrs. Gilbertson's back. You could threaten to inform the board and the deacons of his church. What do ya think, my love?" she answered him mischievously.

Hank grinned, and told her "Well, with Penny, we will need something more, since her spouse, namely me, already knows about her affair- we could bring up her fear of deportation back to England. She would not want to return there, after having lived in the States."

So, the plan was set up, with the group to meet at Hank's house, fucking as a team while the VCR played the incriminating tape of Penny's dalliance with the pastor. Hank started things off by stripping for the girls, then making them undress in front of him.

Then, he bent each girl over the furniture, got on his knees behind them, and commenced a rimming session like none of them had ever known. He lingered with his lips and tongue over each anus, running them over it repeatedly, and making them cum in succession. He even stuck his tongue inside their sphincters, while kissing the holes themselves.

As he passionately French-kissed the arses of Mina, Sally, Connie, and Yasmin, he began to fondle their cheeks and play with their cunts. They climaxed several times from the oral assaults, and finally they were loose enough in the backdoor for him to simply insert his penis in each girl.

The first to get it was Connie, Mina's younger sister, who begged him not to stop almost as soon as he was inside. Every time he shoved it into her rectum, she pushed back against his cock and balls, revealing her furious delight at the penetration of her ass. Once Hank could not take any more stimulation, he shot off his ammo at her bullseye, which made her so wet that she came along with him in a heavy-breathing climax.

Then he took his cock straight from her butt into Yasmin's, getting the girl automatically damp from the mere fact of having just fucked her friend's horny aunt. He pushed and pulled in a sequence that was clearly intended to renew the awesome feeling of the initial thrust. Yasmin kept taking it eagerly for nearly a half hour, until at last she could take it no more: she came in a gush of girlie-juice. Once more,

Hank was so hard that he came with an impressive blast of semen, filling Yasmin's tush. When he was finished with that, he took a little break to take the tape off pause, while Connie went into the shower, taking Yasmin with her for what was looking to be a lesbian shag.

Mina grabbed Sally to finger-fuck her in both holes, getting the young lady soaking wet within a few minutes. Hank watched both this hot scene, and the tamer sex on the VCR, as Penny suddenly opened the door with Pastor Gilbertson just behind her, and then she froze at the sight before her.

There was Hank, watching a naked woman masturbate her own daughter. He was also viewing a videotape of what Penny immediately saw was her own tryst with the pastor. In a couple of seconds, he saw it too.

"Well, Hank," she finally said as her eyes began to tear "I don't know how to ever undo my betrayal, but please let me try, my dear husband."

Hank looked at her suddenly, with a stern face, and then he answered her severely "Penny, it's far too late to save our marriage, because I have been fucking around myself, in order to get what's rightfully mine, ever since one of the people at your church sent me this tape.

I have been doing Sally and Mina here, and I've just fucked Connie and Yasmin today. If you had been willing to agree to an open marriage at the beginning, we could have had something together, but, instead, you became a prudish, hypocritical zealot, thanks to the pastor here."

"What are you going to do to Penny and me?" the pastor finally inquired.

Hank threw back his head and laughed, saying "You will be paying for your hypocrisy- both of you! If I tell your wife, Reverend, not to mention your parishioners, you will lose your pastorate, your marriage, and, definitely, your parsonage. You will not be able to leech off people, but will have to get a real job for once.

So, I'm handing you over to Mina, as a thank you to her for suggesting that I find this way to pay you back. You will be her slave for the rest of your life, finally putting some meaning into all B.S. about 'service'. Penny here will belong to Connie, for whatever purpose she has in mind for her. That way, both of you will get punished for your failure to simply share and share alike."

"Wait a second, Hank- do you mean that I now own Pastor Gilbertson here, and can make him do anything I like? If so, then I will exact a price for whenever he wants to fuck any woman besides me or his wife- he will have to take a cock or dildo up his ass every time he does that!" Mina said with undeniable excitement.

"Good idea, Mina, since Guy could never settle down any more than I could; you might use that to control him, so that he is penalized for having preached against sexual freedom all of these years." Hank replied.

"What about me, Hank? What will you do if I don't cooperate with your little scheme to exact revenge on me?" Penny asked him with some consternation and umbrage at his assumption that he could make her comply with him.

"Well, that's simple, my wife, because once I divorce you, the INS would very interested to learn about it. You probably don't relish the idea of going back to Liverpool, do you? What about spending some time in a federal holding cell, pending deportation hearings?" Hank retorted gleefully.

Penny's face paled, as she realized that her immigrant status was leverage that Hank had all along, and it had never occurred to her that he could, much less would, use it against her. Well, it was fair, she supposed, and she could be tossed out of the country if she rebelled against it, so she would simply have to accept it after all.

At that moment, Connie and Yasmin came out of the bathroom with towels half-covering their lovely bodies. "Connie, I am giving Penny to you as a reward for your help, as well as a penalty for her hypocrisy- how does that sound?" he told her.

"So, Penny is my sex slave, instead of your wife, right? I'm guessing that you used her nationality and the threat of deportation as blackmail. Thank you, Hank, because I would love to dominate Penny, making her eat me in the shower like Yasmin just did. I bet that she has never been screwed by a woman before, but I will change that quickly!" Connie gushed.

Penny was clearly terrified at the thought of being forced to have sex with women, but she was not nearly as frightened as the pastor, who was not looking forward to being buggered.

Hank laughed again, saying "I'm gonna fuck Sally and Mina here, while the 2 of you contemplate your new lives of bondage. Connie, I suggest that you move Penny in with you, so she can have a place to stay and be there to serve you properly. Sally and Yasmin are staying with me, while the pastor will visit Mina now and then, reporting for sexual duty at a given time that she prefers."

He then put Mina down on all fours and mounted her ass for a thorough fucking. He shoved his manhood inside her with vigor, getting her all worked up with arousal, as his cock stretched her looser and looser. He contined plundering her butt for what seemed like an hour, getting her drenched with sweat and vaginal cum, while Sally took her mother's tongue along her rectal region.

Sally was moaning louder, as was her Mom, until Hank finally relieved his scrotum into Mina's heinie. He let the woman finish the ass-licking, however, making mother and daughter each reach orgasm.

Then, he straddled Sally missionary-style and fucked her rectum royally while lifting her thighs and buns. He rammed her with increasing momentum, letting the crescendo of pleasure build for several minutes, until both his genitals and hers were ready to climax together. She screamed, he grunted, and they both came, spending themselves simultaneously.

While this happened, Mina ordered her new slave to his knees, telling him to fuck Connie hard, while she deflowered his manhole. He protested for a second, but then he remembered that this was the lesser evil, next to getting defrocked.

He entered Connie's waiting cunt, pushing eagerly to just get the whole thing over with for now, but Mina then slapped his face, saying "Hey, bitch, go easy on my sister- give her a slow, complete penetration, not a ramfest! You don't have the right to rough sex with some woman- that's for free people like me and Hank!"

He obeyed, sliding in and out with more consideration for the sister of his new mistress. Even so, Mina proved that she did indeed have the option to fuck someone hard, as she slammed her strap-on dildo into the pastor's ass.

He wailed at the sudden sensation of a sharp pain in his rear, but she slapped him again, telling him "Shut up, slave, and take it like a man! I am going to fuck you like the pansy slut that you are, nancy boy! Get used to it, 'cause that's how you're getting fucked from now on with me in command."

Connie next gave an order, instructing Penny to sit on her face, so she eat her out while Guy Gilbertson fucked her pussy. "You will look at his face hard, knowing that you will never be allowed to have sex with a man again- your sex life will be all lesbian henceforth!" she told a stunned Penny, who never much wanted to fuck girls, but knew that she had no choice.

She sat on Connie's face, looked at Guy's face, and wept at the thought that she was losing both of the men in her life, with them replaced by a bisexual dominatrix. Even so, Connie was revelling in precisely that idea, eating Penny's pussy with ecstatic joy.

Against her wishes, Penny was being made to cum by a woman, and there was nothing she could about it, if she wanted to stay in the States. As the surge of pleasure ripped through her under-sexed body, she knew that this was her due, that she was being paid back for all of the mistreatment she had dished out to Hank and others.

At last, Mina came, followed by the pastor, and then Connie had her orgasm, evidently accelerated by the delights of Penny's cunt. Hank looked at the scene in front and thought- it's a damned shame that this is not in a porno film, because it would beat all of them!

Thus, the marriage of Hank and Penny Leicester became the enslavement of Guy and Penny and the engagement of Hank and Sally. This was only the best thing for all, giving everyone what they really needed in fact- karma.

No.  Stop right there.

It was definitely a problem.  Suzanne had a job to do – to finish, and people were relying on her.  She needed to get to a phone.  Sasha had a mobile but he’d never left it where she could get at it without him knowing.  She was going to have to think of something, she was running out of time.  If she wasn’t careful, she was going to be late, in more ways than one.

The opportunity presented itself in the end.  They were making dinner, and Sasha left Suzanne in charge of stirring the food while he went upstairs to take a shower.  She turned away from the cooker to find that he’d left his mobile on the kitchen table.  Strange.  She waited for several moments, and then heard Sasha enter the bathroom and turn on the shower.  It was perfect.  She grabbed the phone and dialled the number for her contact, quickly stirring their dinner while making sure that she was in sight of the stairs.  She’d see his shadow approach in time to put the phone back so that he was none the wiser.

It seemed to ring forever, and Suzanne bit her lip in trepidation.  Was she too late?  A strange mixture of emotion washed over her at that thought.  Something else not to think about.  The call connected just in time to spare her having to identify her emotions.

Silence.  She spoke quietly, identifying herself with her call sign and password only.  The person on the other end of the line was satisfied, and confirmed their identity to her.  “Report?” Suzanne asked softly.

“Intelligence confirms they are acting on your information and moving into position,” the voice replied.  “We will be ready to meet them.  Everything is going as planned.”

“When?”

“Approximately seven hours.  A team will be ready for extraction.  Location?”

“Can you trace the position of this call?”

“Of course.”

“Then it will be from here.”

“Agreed.  We will extract you as soon as the operation begins.”

Suzanne’s breath caught in her throat and she didn’t respond for a moment.  She had no idea that things were going to happen so soon.

“Ma’am?”  the voice on the other end of the line enquired.

“Yes,” she replied, trying to mentally shake herself.  “I’ll be ready.”

“I’m glad to hear your voice again, ma’am.  See you back at Operations.”

“Thank you,” Suzanne replied, and ended the call.  A moment later, the shower turned off.  She searched through the unfamiliar language of the menus of the phone, trying to find the call logs.  She found the entry for the call that she had just made and deleted that single entry, thankful that the mobile phone was a Nokia and she was familiar enough with it to do this even if she wasn’t sure of all of the language.  She placed the phone back on the table exactly as if it hadn’t been disturbed, and returned to stirring their dinner.

Sasha returned to the kitchen feeling slightly uneasy but not sure why.  He spotted the phone on the table and instantly recognised his potentially massive mistake.  It didn’t look as if it had been moved, but he couldn’t be sure.  “Dinner’s ready,” Suzanne said over her shoulder absently.  When he didn’t reply, she turned to look at him, a puzzled look on her face.

He still didn’t say anything.  Suzanne followed his gaze to rest on the mobile, then looked back up at him, a look of slight disappointment and embarrassment on her face.  She looked away again, then turned back to the cooker and busied herself with stirring.  The intention was to make him realise that she hadn’t touched the phone.  Of course she hadn’t, and how could he think such a thing of her?  He still wasn’t moving, so she sniffed a couple of times softly, willing tears to come to her eyes.

Sasha trusted Suzanne not to try to hurt him, and she hadn’t tried to leave when he’d left her in the house on her own.  But to leave his phone where she could get to it?  He wasn’t so sure that she wouldn’t have tried to contact someone.  Not until he heard her sniffling, at least.  He swore under his breath softly, walked up towards her and slipped his phone into his pocket on the way.  He slid his arms around her from behind and slid his mouth to her neck, nuzzled gently.

Suzanne wiped the tears from her face angrily and redoubled her efforts in stirring, attempting to ignore Sasha in his quest for the extra sensitive area below her ear.  “Come here,” he whispered, turning her around in his arms.

“No,” she replied sulkily, trying to stop him from turning her to face him, but she wasn’t trying too hard.  He pulled her away from the cooker and leaned her against the table.  “Dinner’s going to burn,” she warned, and he shrugged, sliding his hand along the back of her thigh and up to her arse, sliding the (rather large) shirt she was wearing out of the way as he went.  He slid his other hand to her cheek and pulled her towards him, kissing gently.  She pulled away from him, still putting up a façade of protest in order to save face.  He pulled her back and kissed harder.

Suzanne didn’t protest any further as Sasha lifted her onto the table and laid her back, then unbuttoned her shirt and pushed it out of the way.  He slid his palms from the bottom of her breast down to her hips, laid a gentle kiss just above her pubic hair.  She gasped as her body jerked sharply.  She was burning immediately, her legs parting automatically and without her consent.  He slid her towards the edge of the table, leaned over her to look directly in her eyes and slid one finger into her mouth.  She licked for a moment, then sucked gently until he withdrew it again.  He slid the wet finger over one of her nipples gently and she moaned in frustration.

Sasha repeated his actions, sliding his wet finger over Suzanne’s other breast gently.  She arched against him, murmured softly in Bosnian the equivalent of “Oh please just fuck me Sasha!”  He slid his finger to her mouth and shushed her, slid his mouth against her ear again.

“Don’t talk,” he whispered softly.  “Just relax.”  He slid his finger into her mouth again, then slid the torturing wet digit down into her pubic hair and onto her clitoris.  He stroked gently, leaned over and slid a nipple into his mouth and sucked for a moment.  Suzanne writhed, and then Sasha bit into her nipple slowly.  A low moan escaped her and she shuddered as her body surged into orgasm.  Sasha smiled, slid back up to kiss her as her body relaxed again. 

“I have to go out tomorrow,” Sasha whispered.  “Early.  I should be back by midday.”  He was already sliding back down, parting her legs again and she felt his breath on her thighs.  Oh god.  Thinking was becoming difficult…

If he was going out in the morning, it meant that he was going to do a job.  And the only job it could possibly be was the one she had given them information on.  If he went there, he would die.  And she couldn’t warn him without telling him why.  Oh god.

She’d have to stop him.  She was glad she had one more trick up her sleeve that would allow her to do that.  He was by no means a good or decent man, but she wasn’t going to kill him.  And she wasn’t going to ask herself why, either.

Sasha slid one finger inside her and his tongue onto her clitoris and Suzanne lost her train of thought completely.  She slid her hands into his hair and scratched his scalp gently, pulling him closer.  He groaned in contentment and the vibrations from his voice caused Suzanne to come again.

“Please Sasha,” she whispered softly, and he stood up slowly.  He unbuttoned his pants and leaned over her, and Suzanne raised her legs and locked them around his back.  He braced his forearms on the table on either side of Suzanne’s head, and slid against her gently.  Suzanne slid her arms along Sasha’s sides until she reached his arse, and pulled a little.  He bumped against her, stretched her opening slightly until she moaned in anticipation, then pulled back out to rest against her.  She looked up at him, saw the look in his eyes and knew exactly what he wanted.

“Sasha…” she whispered softly, sliding her hand back across his hips and brushing her fingers across the length of his penis and down to her clitoris.  She stroked for a moment, let her head fall backwards for a moment as she moaned in pleasure and he groaned in response.  She looked back into his eyes as she whispered “I’m hot and I’m wet.”  She slid a finger inside herself and then pulled it back out to stroke along his penis again.  “See?  Don’t you want to feel that?”

His mock resistance never did last long.  Sasha cured the ache inside Suzanne with one forceful thrust which caused her to whine in pain-laced pleasure as he settled inside her.  She slid her hands back to his arse and pulled hard, wanting him to move even harder.  Every thrust was causing her to cry out in pain as he bumped her cervix, and she scratched her nails along his back until he had to hold her arms down.  She came again, and her lust for pain lessened as her body calmed down again.  Sasha slowed his movement inside her and she moaned in appreciation.  He let her arms go and she slid them around him, one sliding into his hair and stroking gently.

“Aleksandar,” she whispered, using his full Christian name for the first time since she’d found out that Sasha was a pet name.  “I…”  She stopped herself from saying something very stupid.  “You’re so beautiful.”

He looked at her for a moment, wondered what she had meant to say, but she wouldn’t look at him and so he couldn’t tell.  She slid her hand between his legs and squeezed his balls gently and he forgot all about what she had been going to say.

The dinner was burned, but they ate it anyway.  Suzanne was quiet during the meal, worrying about the night ahead.  Sasha didn’t notice; he was relaxed and he had a full belly and he was never much of a talker, anyway.  Suzanne sneaked to the bathroom while they were cleaning the dishes, a sharp knife concealed in her shirt sleeve.  She sat on the toilet with her left foot dangling over the bath, and felt along the arch of her foot for two small bumps.  Grimacing, she slid the knife into the skin to the side of the left bump, and a small capsule plopped out of the wound, along with a ridiculous amount of blood.  She ran her foot under the cold water and pressed tissue paper to the cut until the bleeding stopped, washing the capsule in the water as well.  She hid the knife in the cistern of the toilet before padding down the stairs again.

Suzanne busied herself preparing a hot drink for both of them, breaking open the capsule and dumping the contents into Sasha’s cup while his back was turned.  They drank their tea and then plodded upstairs to bed, Suzanne’s stomach in knots at the thought of what was about to happen.  Sasha sank onto the bed, the sedative already taking its toll on him.  He frowned; he knew that something was wrong but he didn’t have the energy to do anything about it.  Suzanne lifted his face towards her and stroked his cheek gently.

“I’m sorry Sasha,” she whispered softly.  “Please believe that I’m doing this to try to help you.  I can’t let them kill you.”  She wasn’t sure if he could hear her, but she had to say something.  She knew that he would be mad as hell when he woke up in the morning.

Suzanne didn’t sleep.  She sat up and watched Sasha sleep as she waited for her extraction team to arrive.  The sound of an approaching engine signalled that she had to leave.  She had slid on a pair of his pants as well as the shirt, but his boots were ridiculously large and so she had to go barefoot.  She checked that Sasha was still sleeping soundly, then kissed him gently before creeping downstairs.  She had to wipe tears from her eyes before she opened the door and met the familiar face of her handler waiting to meet her.

 

Sasha knew that something was wrong as soon as he woke up.  His body was heavy and his head was groggy.  He usually woke up instantly; a necessity in his line of work.  And the other side of the bed was empty.  And cold.  And it was light.  Shit!  He laid back in the bed, trying to clear the fog in his head.  She’s gone.

What could have gone wrong?  He never overslept, and he never woke up feeling like this.  The dinner had been burned, yes, but it wasn’t poisonous.  She’s gone.

He leaned his head over the edge of the bed and threw up, his body expelling the majority of last night’s meal, and whatever was causing him to feel like this. She’s gone.

Sasha grabbed his rifle and his handgun and ran downstairs, checking to make sure that yes, she really was gone.  Shit, shit, shit.  He tried to calm himself so that he could think.  His first priority was to get to his earlier destination, and find out what had happened.  Then he could worry about finding the girl.  He jumped into his truck and sped off, anger burning through the throbbing in his head.  He almost couldn’t believe what he found.

Bodies.  He’d expected bodies, but not the ones that lay on the ground in front of him.  Someone had ambushed the Serb soldiers, and they lay dead in the mud, weapons strewn where they had dropped them.  He spotted Boskovic and his commanding officer, and several others whose names eluded him, but they had all been stationed at the base from where he removed Suzanne.  He left, not wanting to be a target for any snipers that might have been left behind, just in case.

The anger overtook his calm now as a hundred thoughts ran through Sasha’s head at once.  She’d lied to him.  She’d told them what they wanted to hear and they had believed her, biding her time until she could escape.  She’d kept him happy with sex and lured the soldiers into a trap that was meant for him, as well.  A wave of emotion washed over him that felt dangerously close to pain and he viciously kicked the side of the truck in frustration.  He was meant to be dead here, too!

But she’d drugged him.  Stopped him from leaving the house on time.  Why?  What could she have possibly gained by him not turning up to do his job as he’d been ordered?  He growled furiously as he realised that this now looked as if he’d been the one who’d set them up.  The chances of him getting out of this alive were slim indeed.

It was past midday.  If she’d left after he’d fallen asleep, she would have had hours to get away now.  He’d never find her today.  Deciding that his best chance for survival was to get away from the scene as quickly as possible, he got back into the truck and headed east as fast as the shitheap could manage.  He ground his teeth in frustration as he tried to work out a plan of action.  He wasn’t going to stop until he found her, and he didn’t care where he had to go to do it.  And when he did, she was going to regret it.