- Part V -
I woke the next morning hearing my wife call my name. I was on the bed
in our guest room. My head pounded and my testicles ached, reminding me
at once of the torture of the night before. Opening my eyes, I found
that I was too weak to move off the bed.
My wife stood beside me, her image a blur from my blinding headache.
"Are they gone?" I asked. "He wants you in the kitchen," she replied.
My hopes vanished as I wandered how long this hell would continue.
As my eyes cleared, I saw that she wore a pink silk top that hung to
just above her navel. Thin spaghetti straps held it in place, the
deeply cut neckline showing the top half of each firm breast. "SLAVE"
was written across the front, the letters made of a series of small,
intertwining pastel flowers. My eyes traveled down her tan, flat belly
to the matching panties. The open crotch revealed her freshly shaved
pussy, now reduced to its familiar tight slit.
She helped me out of bed and supported me so I could stand, looking up
at me with tears in her eyes.
"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry...I couldn't help it...how can you forgive
me?"
She was crying harder as she held me. I leaned against her and held her
as I asked myself the same question. "We'd better go now," she sobbed.
"He'll make it worse for us if we're late."
She helped me to the kitchen and eased me into a chair. The others sat
at the table, quietly eating their breakfast. Hunger made my stomach
cramp as I smelled the food she had prepared. The leader looked up at
my wife as she returned to his side.
"Tie him."
He handed her several pieces of nylon rope which she used to tie my
wrists to each arm of my chair. "Are you hungry?" he asked. "Yes," I
answered, desperately hoping he was serious. "Feed him," he barked to
my wife. She placed bite after bite of the hot meal in my mouth as I
quickly devoured the best meal I could remember. "How are your balls
this morning," he smirked.
"They hurt."
He smiled, looking at my wife.
"Did torturing your husband's balls excite you?"
"Please...no...don't..."
"Answer me!"
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"Hurting his balls excited me."
"Would you like to do it again?"
"Yes."
Tears ran down her cheeks as she continued to feed me. I winced at the
thought that I might have to endure the horrible pain of the night
before a second time.
"Tell me, what were you thinking when Chris filled you with that giant
cock of his?"
"I thought about how big it was and how good it felt."
He entered her mind to push her toward the answer he wanted me to hear.
"TELL HIM WHAT YOU FELT AS YOU LOOKED INTO HIS EYES, CUMMING LIKE A
SLUT WITH CHRIS' SPERM FLOWING INTO YOU".
She had no choice but to answer as he wished.
"I wanted him to see how excited I was, cumming with another man's dick
in me. I wanted to humiliate him, to reject him, to show him that I
belong to you alone."
She had stopped feeding me and was looking at the floor, ashamed. Tears
fell from her face and darkened the pink silk, grotesquely highlighting
the word she wore that was what she had become.
"Do I own you completely?" he asked.
"Yes."
He motioned for her to come to him.
"Take out my cock."
Standing before him, hands shaking, she opened his pants and released
his impressive erection. He reached forward from his chair and peeled
her panties down to the bottom of her perfect ass cheeks. From the
back, I could see his hands stroke the smooth, tight skin of her ass.
He moved to her belly, then under the silk to her breasts, rolling her
nipples between his fingers to make them hard. After a few minutes, he
slowly slid her panties down her long, slim legs. She obediently
stepped out of them, retrieved them from the floor, and presented them
to him. Accepting her offering, he lifted them to his face, inhaling
her scent, then placed them on the table. David and Chris both reached
for them. Fighting like wild animals, they ripped the fragile panties
into two pieces, each inhaling smell of her sex.
He moved his chair from the table so I had a better view.
"Sit on my lap, dear. Show your husband as it slides into your cunt."
Shaking and crying, she climbed onto his lap, facing him. He worked his
thick cock into her slit as she slowly lowered herself onto it. From
my position behind her, I could see it disappear into her as she
braced herself on his massive shoulders.
"Now milk it with your cunt until I come," he ordered. I could see her
ass flexing as she remained impaled on his pole. His hands toyed with
her body from neck to belly as she worked. She continued to cry as she
contracted her cunt again and again, grasping and squeezing his
pulsing organ. He enjoyed himself as she milked him, making her work
for what seemed like an hour. Her tired body was drenched in sweat. She
collapsed against his huge chest, still somehow clenching and
releasing his resilient erection.
Finally he looked over at me, smiling.
"Now watch as I fill your wife with my cum!"
His hips began to jerk up and down violently. She released a short
grunt each time he bucked. Her slender body was thrown into the air
with each thrust, landing with a slap on his sweaty chest. Thick,
white goo was flowing from her, gushing onto the chair and floor with
each of his thrusts.
When he had emptied himself into her, he pushed her onto the cold tile
floor. As he roared with laughter, Chris and David pounced on her.
Holding her legs open, they began to lick her entire body. I watched
in horror as I saw their tongues extend like snakes, first a foot,
then at least two feet long, invading every crevice of her body. What
were these monsters? Was I hallucinating?
My wife fought and thrashed on the floor as they violated her. David's
tongue washed her mouth and face as Chris swirled his inside her cunt,
exploring, penetrating her cervix, probing and licking the walls of
her womb. I could see her exposed belly bulge and swell as his
impossibly long tongue painfully invaded her. Her terrified struggling
and gagging stopped suddenly as she passed out. They continued to
penetrate her limp body as I heard the monster's laughter.
"My boys sure do enjoy cleaning my sluts!"
The last thing I remember was his piercing black eyes inches from mine
as his face lost all detail.
