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   My Journey into Degradation Part Five Authored by In2thissht

   Warning to the Reader!  This piece of fiction contains sexually explicit
imagery including MF, M+F, FF, F+F, Forced Sex, S&M, Interracial and
Bestiality.  I think that covers the perversions herein.



   The chauffeur pulled into the driveway of the restaurant and stopped at
the valet station.  The cute young man that parked my car earlier opened
the door for me.  I stumbled as I exited the auto and he caught me in his
strong arms.  "Are you alright, madam?" "Yes, I'm alright.  I guess I am
just a little tired." I steadied myself and released the young mans arm. 
He immediately backed away from me.  His reaction told me that I must smell
like a cross between a kennel and a French whorehouse.  I groaned inwardly
but managed a small smile and asked, "Can you please retrieve my car?  I
need to get home and clean up." "Of course madam." He spun on his heels,
found my keys and dashed thru the parking lot to retrieve my car.  As he
pulled my car up, I rummaged through my purse to find a tip for him.  I
held out a $5.00 bill but he refused saying, "Mr.  Santini prefers that we
do not accept tips from his friends.  Thank you for the offer anyway."

   I did not say goodbye to either Ken or Dominic.  I just drove off as
quickly as I could.  I arrived home to find Ray already home from work and
was now putting fertilizer on the front lawn.  Thank god, he smelled like
shit.  He would never be able to smell the sex that clung to my body.  "Hi,
baby.  Where have you been?" I smiled and said, "I went to lunch with the
girls from the Club and did a little shopping honey." "I see you found
something.  What do you have draped over you arm?" I stared at the dress
draped over my arm as if where a rattlesnake.  I never wanted to see it
again.  I really did not remember bringing the damn thing home from the
boutique.  "It's just a sexy little party dress I found on sale.  Nothing
special dearest." "Jill, can we go out to dinner tomorrow night?  You know,
like a date." My heart melted.  Here was the best man in the world and I
was on the verge of fucking this marriage up.  I had to find a way to get
out of the crazy trap that ensnares me.  "That sounds wonderful, Ray.  I'll
call Mom to see if she can keep the kids another day or so." I headed for
the house.  All I wanted, needed or desired was a long hot bath.

   I eased my sex worn body into the bubbles of the drawn bath and I broke
down.  I sobbed uncontrollable until I heard Ray come in from the yard.  He
yelled upstairs, "Hey, you going to make some dinner?" I wiped my face with
the hot soapy washcloth, composed myself and shouted back down to him, "I
really don't feel like cooking tonight Ray.  How about we have some Chinese
delivered?" "Ok, lazy.  Hurry up so that I can shower.  Then we'll check
the menu over." I slid under the water to douse every remnant of this
afternoon from me.  I soaped myself several times; still I could not feel
clean.  I douched my ravaged pussy twice.  These proved to be an experience
in pain.  My pussy was very swollen and my asshole felt like a finger was
sticking out of it.  I checked for hemorrhoids and was surprised that I was
ok, only sore.

   After Ray showered, we ordered dinner and ate quietly.  The evening that
followed consisted of me cuddling against Ray's big barrel chest to watch
TV, then quickly dozing off.  Ray shook me awake when the 11 o'clock news
came on.  "Come on sleepyhead.  It's time to go to bed." I leaned on him
all the way up the stairs to the bedroom.  Then I slipped between the
covers and was fast asleep again before Ray changed into his pajamas.

   The alarm startled me awake.  The nightmare was still vivid in my mind.
The images of Ken's disembodied grinning head floating above me persisted.
Then giant dogs were chasing me through the streets.  Trapping me in an
alley and pouncing on me.  I can still feel their hot breath on my skin as
they ripped clothes from my body.  The horror I felt as they tore the flesh
from my bones.  I remembered screaming on and on in the dream.  Finally, I
was forced to submit to the bestial desires of the animals.  Grotesquely
oversized canine cocks pummeled every orifice of my body.  Ray and the
children watched and cheered them on as if they were watching a soccer game
at school.  I was drenched in sweat and was utterly exhausted though I had
slept all night.  I sat at the edge of the bed and wiped the sleep from my
eyes.  I managed to command my battered and bruised body to stand up, dress
and go downstairs to make coffee.  Ray arrived a few minutes after me and
stood starring at me from the doorway.  When I caught him looking my heart
stopped beating.  The voice of guilt was screaming hysterically in my head.
'He knows.  Look at his face.  He knows you are a goddamn dog-fucking
whore.' I began to shake uncontrollably.  Ray rushed to hold me in his
strong arms and ease me into a chair.  "What the hell is wrong, lover?  I
have never seen you like this before.  I am going to call the doctor?" "No,
I don't need a doctor.  I have a touch of the flu," I lied, "that's all. 
I'll just get some more rest today while you are at work.  Do you need me
to get anything ready for your trip tomorrow?" The fucking lies were
rolling off my tongue with such ease now.  What a worthless fucking cunt I
had become.  "No, I think I have everything packed and ready to go.  I miss
you and the kids already.  Look, I have talked with Jim about the hours I
am spending away from home.  Jill, he listened.  He said that the company
is ready to go public and a portion of the capital raised by the IPO is
earmarked to build my staff.  My traveling days are numbered.  I can see a
light at the end of the tunnel, babe." "Oh sweetheart, that is music to my
ears.  That is the best news I have heard since you took this job.  The
kids and I are looking forward to having you around just like all the other
normal husbands." I wrapped myself in his arms; placed my lips to his and
kiss my husband with all the love my heart possessed.

   It was 5 o'clock in the afternoon when the telephone broke my
concentration.  I had just finished fixing myself up for my 'date' with my
husband.  I struggled with answering it because I had a feeling the
'Anti-Christ', Ken, would be at the other end.  Curiosity won out, damn it,
I was right.  Ken was at the other end.  He started right in, "How's my
little sex slave?  Is my cunt snapping back into form?  Is your butthole
getting better?" "Oh, it's you Ken.  Yes, my body is starting to feel
better.  As long as you don't ask me to fuck the College football team I
should be ok to serve as hostess for the party." Ken started laughing over
the telephone, "Hostess, that is a good one.  No my dear, you are there as
the headliner for the entertainment that I have planned.  Hostess, that is
a rich one.  You will be there, right?" "Yes, I'll be there!  I serve at
the pleasure of my master.  My sex is for you to command." "I like the
sound of that.  You keep that attitude and we'll be ok.  Now, is everything
ready for tomorrow night love?" "Ken, I told you I would be there so stop
worrying.  I'll be there." With that, I slammed the telephone receiver down
on to the cradle.  I knew that I would pay for my defiance but right now,
fuck Ken.  My husband was on his way home to take me out on a date.  I
applied the finishing touches to my hair and makeup.  One last glance in
the mirror, "Girl, you look good for your man." The front door opened and
in walked Ray looking good enough to eat.  "Are you ready Jill?" "Sure am.
Just where are we going to dine tonight, my love?" "It's a secret but I
think you'll like it.  Italian ok?" Fear choked my answer.  Was I just
being paranoid?  Ray wouldn't pick Dominic's for dinner would he.  I
grabbed my wrap and purse and met him at the door.  "Ok, I am all dress up
and looking for a good time, big boy.  Do you think you can handle this hot
babe as your date tonight?" Ray just stared at the black Lycra dress that
molded itself to my every curve accented perfectly by my very high heels.
"Wow, babe!  That is an extreme dress." "You don't think it's too daring do
you?" Instantly, my slutty mood cooled.  I wanted to shock Ray a little. 
Now I was worried that I may have went too far.  "Well, I am glad that I
have been going to the gym during my lunch hour.  It looks like I may have
to fight off a pack of wolves tonight.  One look at you in that dress will
set them off." I punched Ray in the arm playfully, "Oh you.  Seriously, do
you think this is too daring for a woman of my age?" Compliments are like
trout fishing.  You need the right lure to catch them.  Once you catch
them, you eat them up.  I knew this outfit was good for at least one
compliment.  "Lady, you look like a million bucks.  You sure you don't want
stay here and make love all night?" "Food, fun and wine.  Then maybe, just
maybe, you'll get lucky," I teased.

   As soon as Ray headed out of the driveway, I know where we were going.
Sometimes my luck sucks.  A short drive and we pulled into Dominic's valet
parking area.  Guess who was on duty?  Junior!  He opened my door with a
smile and a warm greeting, "Good evening madam.  I would like to welcome
you and your gentleman friend to Dominic's.  Please enjoy yourselves
tonight." I did not saw a word but I did return his greeting with a warm
smile and a knowing wink.  Ray took my arm and ushered me into the
restaurant.  The Maitre'd recognized me immediately but was the picture of
discretion.  "Yes, Mr.  and Mrs.  Mumford.  Welcome to Dominic's.  Please
follow me to your table." He turned and escorted us through the restaurant
to our table.  It did not go unnoticed that he seated us at Ken's
'favorite' table.  I felt a little flushed, so I was more than a little
thankful that the lights were dim.  "Is this a special occasion," the
Maitre'd inquired?  "No, just an evening out to show my beautiful wife how
much I love her." Ken is a true gentleman, body and soul.  I wish that I
could extricate myself from the web ensnaring me.

   Ken was truly impressed.  "Wow, this place has great service.  How did
he know who we were?" How could I tell him that the Maitre'd recognized his
slut wife?  "Do you think he is clairvoyant," I teased.  "Silly, we had
reservation and they do have limited seating." "You're sassing me!  You
little vixen.  You're sassing me aren't you?" "I'm sorry sweetheart, I'm
just funnin' with you.  It's just so easy sometimes, Ray.  You're not upset
are you?" "No, not at all.  You seem a little nervous tonight honey.  Is
everything ok?" I was fucking nervous.  I felt exposed and paranoid in this
place.  I swear that every eye was on me.  I felt that everyone in the
restaurant knew who I was and what I had become.  "I think it is this
dress, sweetheart." Yet, another lie rolled across my lips.  "I feel a
little overexposed." "You look great babe!  I don't know if you noticed but
every eye was on you as we walked to the table.  The men drooled and the
women were jealous.  I for was very proud to be seen with such a beautiful
and sexy woman.  Especially since you're my wife" "Oh, Ray, you're making
me blush.  I love you so much.  I hope I never embarrass you or hurt you in
any way." I do not understand why I blurted that out but there it was. 
Ray's face told me he was contemplating what I had said.  The paranoia
returned.  Then he smiled and said the most wonderful thing, "When you love
someone you can forgive them anything." I wondered if that was true.  I
hoped I would never test his love.  A voice deep in my head began to laugh
saying, 'You fucking fool.  With your luck, of course he will find out. 
His love will be tested to the breaking point.  You had better hope it is a
strong as he professes.'

   Our wonderful dinner consisted of a small dinner salad with a dressing
made with olive oil and vinegar.  A sorbet intermezzo followed the salad.
The entree of Veal Marsala melted in your mouth.  A side of buttered pasta,
displaying a hint of lemon and garlic, accompanied the veal.  Additionally,
we ordered a vegetable medley that was prepared and served al 'dente.  Ray
selected a bottle of Zinfandel wine from the Central Coast region of
California.  We added a second during the meal.  Feeling a little tipsy, I
suggested we opt for a cup of Cappuccino instead of dessert.  As we were
drinking the Cappuccino, Dominic walked up to the table to introduce
himself to my husband.  I almost dropped my cup when I looked into his
face. "Good evening.  Allow me to introduce myself.  I am Dominic, the
owner of this establishment." Dominic huge hand reached across the table to
grasp and shake with Ray.  Ray responded, "We have had a marvelous dinner
and the service was exceptional.  You have every right to be very proud of
your restaurant and your staff." "Your compliment pleases me very much.  I
thank you.  I stopped by your table for a different reason, though.  From
time to time, we select a guest, a guest that is deserving of a gift.  A
token of warmth and appreciation from all of us here at Dominic's. 
Alfonso, the Maitre'd, has taken with your response to his question.  You
struck a romantic chord in his heart." An inquisitive look came over Ray.
"What question?" Dominic smiled, "Why the question as to why you are here
this evening.  You told him that it was simply to show your wife how much
you loved her.  Well, we Italians are hopeless romantics.  By the way, I
completely agree with his choice.  You both are lovely people and I hope to
see you both again real soon." With a grand gesture, Dominic whisked our
dinner check from the waiter's tray and proceeded to tear it into pieces.
Ray and I were stunned.  Again, Dominic's hand swept across the table,
entrapping mine.  Dominic lightly kissed the back of my hand while he
stared into my eyes, "Please come again."

   With another grand gesture of his hand, Dominic cut Ray's protest short.
Then he was gone.  "What the hell was all that about?" "I don't know Ray,
but what a wonderful gesture.  That man was so charming and gracious."
"Well what do I do now?  That meal must have been worth close to $200.00."
"Why not leave the staff an exceptional tip as our way of saying thank
you." Ray retrieved a $100.00 bill from his wallet and silently asked if
that was appropriate.  I nodded my approval and we left.

   The ride home was like floating on a magic carpet.  It was warm enough
to ride with the windows down.  The wind felt comforting.  Ray selected a
CD with the music of Nicholas Gunn.  It was soothing and mesmerizing.  The
ride was very enjoyable but far too brief.  Momentarily saddened as we
pulled into the driveway, I wished the ride could continue.  This was soon
replaced with passion as Ray kissed my lips and ran his hands across my
breasts.  A whimsical thought crossed my mind, 'Ah, dessert at last.'

   We walked into the house, hand in hand.  Our clothing disappeared as we
climbed the stairs.  Kisses rained down upon my body.  I swooned as Ray sat
me at the edge on the bed.  He knelt on the floor between my thighs and
gently kissed his way down from my lips, to my nipples, to my pussy.  My
mind raced, 'Oh my god!  He is going to eat my pussy.' This was a rare and
delightful treat.  My body responded immediately.  My pussy heated up and
cream leaked from my cunt lips.  The juices ran down the crack of my ass
and began to puddle on the bed.  My legs opened wide to receive this
wonderful gift.  Ray's tongue traced the entrance of my sex up to my
clitoris.  His tongue flicked the fleshy bundle of nerves that make up my
clit and I fucking exploded.  I could not take my eyes off his face.  I had
never actually watched myself cum.  My toes do curl and my stomach ripples
with pleasure.  Every muscle appeared to dance with joy.  I was enthralled
by this spectacle.  "Wow, sweetheart, that was spectacular.  I am so very
pleased that you went down on me tonight.  I truly enjoyed your gift of
pleasure." Ray actually licked the cunt dew from his lips.  My pussy was
juicing up for another treat.  I reached out and pulled Ray's head up.  His
lips touched mine with heat and passion.  The gesture was so sexy.  We
enjoyed a powerful kiss.  "Lay down next me my love.  It is your turn to be
pleasured." Ray moved to beside me in the bed and I turned over to kiss his
chest.  My tongue captured his nipples one at a time.  I toyed with these
sensitive buds.  "Mmmm, baby that feels so nice." Ray is not normally very
vocal.  A grunt or a groan is all he utters.  Tonight he was full of word
of love.  I was so turned on.  My pussy juiced up and I felt rivulets ran
from my sex.  I could feel his strong pectoral muscles flexing as I teased
his nipples.  Reluctantly, I relinquished toying with his sweet fleshy
nipples.  My tongue began tracing a path to a different area of pleasure.
Ray began thrusting his manhood toward the ceiling.  "Oh fuck, Jill.  Suck
on me.  Please suck on my cock." I knew from experience that Ray would cum
quickly when he is this excited.  I placed my warm sensuous lips around his
cock and allowed my tongue to entertain him.  Ray ejaculated with such
force that I was startled and I gagged slightly.  His sweet juice quickly
overwhelming my mouth and throat.  The excess jism ran down his shaft
before I could swallow.  "I'm cumming baby.  I'm fucking cumming." Again,
another powerful squirt of seed expelled from his cum laden balls.  I found
the rhythm of his ejaculations.  I would slide his cock to the root, deep
down my throat.  Then a quick return trip up to the sensitive ridge behind
the head of his magnificent dick.  I was rewarded each trip with another
blast of hot cum.  I drank deeply from the well of my husband.  I sucked
the last traces of cum from his balls.  Finally, I bathed his pubic area
with my tongue until he was free of any residue.  For the moment we were
both sated.

   "That was beautiful, Jill." "Oh Ray, I am so happy to pleasure you.  It
is my greatest joy." "Mine to baby.  We have to find the time to do this
more.  Jill, I know you are a very sexual person.  I wish I could be home
more to satisfy your needs." I continued to stroke his softened member with
both hands.  I rubbed the tip of his cock across my lips and cheeks.  My
tongue worried the pee hole in the tip of his dick.  "Ray, pretty soon you
will be with us at home more.  My urges will be here awaiting your
pleasure." His cock began to respond.  I continued toying with his manhood
until it was rock hard once more.  I crawled up Ray's body, dragging my
tongue and my plentiful hair along his stomach and chest.  When I was in
position, I surround the head of his wonderful cock with my pussy lips. 
Slowly I pushed down, swallowing his hard cock.  I did not stop my downward
plunge until I felt our pubic areas mash together.  Then I began to rotate
my hips in circles.  Next, I added a sensuous cowgirl ride.  I bucked up
and down and around and around.  "Jill, you are driving me wild." "Yes I
am. You just lie back and let me fuck you.  I want you to orgasm deep
inside of my pussy.  I want to feel your cum spurt into me." I had never
talked like this to Ray.  I felt so sluttish yet it seemed so right.  I
varied my fucking motion.  Now it was a lazier more exaggerated motion.  I
drug the wiry pubic hairs surrounding his cock across my clitoris.  We both
were moaning our passion as we ground to an inevitable hot gushing climax.
"That's it Jill.  Oh baby, you are the greatest fuck a man could have."
"Mmmm, Ray.  Your cock is so deep inside of me.  Your cock is rubbing my
cervix and it is driving my fucking crazy.  I love you so much." Unable to
lie still Ray thrust his cock into my cunt matching my rhythm.  We were now
on a collision course with ecstasy.  Higher and higher, we climbed.  My
head felt like a volcano ready to explode.  Our bodies began slamming
together in a fury.  We were unable to resist rushing to the peak.  "Oh
baby, I'm going to cum in your pussy.  Fuck me, fuck me, ffuucckk mmmeee."
"Cum in me.  Shoot your hot seed into me.  I want you to pleasure yourself
deep inside my pussy." The first vaginal shot was directly against my
cervix.  I felt the head of his cock expand and release its liquid
treasure. "Fill me Ray.  Shoot you juice into my cunt.  That's it baby, use
my pussy.  Oh, yes fuck me harder.  Don't stop, Ray, I'm cumming now too.
OH FFFUUUCCCKKK!" We achieved something so rare in our marriage.  We came
together.  I was so happy that tears of joy ran down my cheeks.  I raised
my cunt off Ray's softening tool and allowed the mixture of his cum and my
juices flow from my fuck hole.  "Hey sweetheart, you're making a mess." Ray
yelped as he tried to force me onto my side.  All of our mixed cum oozed
from my sex and coated Ray's cock and balls.  I remained astride of Ray and
leaning forward, I whispered into his ear.  "Relax my love.  I'll take care
of everything." After the last glob of cum slid from my sated cunt, I
repositioned myself for the impending feast.  There looked to be a pint of
cum coating Ray's pubic area.  My tongue sloshed thru the sticky goo.  I
slurped up every drop.  Knowing my task was incomplete; I forced Ray's legs
apart.  My tongue now had access to the area where his legs joined the
crotch.  Making short work of my cleaning task, I moved on to my final
destination.  I gently lifted Ray's ball sack and began to lick his ass. 
Ray moaned, "Oh you nasty little slut." I moaned into his ass and bent his
legs so that I delve deeper for my sticky treasure.  My long tongue lapped
at his puckered anus ring.  Ray started to rotate his hips as I continued
to tongue bath his asshole.  The tart tastes enflamed my passion so I
pushed Ray's legs back for better access.  Ray was into it now.  He grabbed
his legs and opened himself to my tongues attack.  I licked in long swipes
along his crack and pushed the tip of my tongue inside his anus.  My hands
wrapped around his cock and stroked him back to life again.

   Ray was fucking rock hard again and he wanted control back.  He rolled
out away from me and I sat back on my legs smiling at him.  He crawled over
to me and kissed me hard.  Our tongues battled back and forth.  The victory
was gaining entrance into the others waiting mouth.  Ray pulled away and
looked longingly at me.  I turned onto my hands and knees and presented
myself to him in a submissive position.  "Fuck me," was all I said.  Ray
grabbed my by the hips and slammed his cock into my hole.  "Aaaarrgg."
Agreed, it was not a womanly response but it was all my lips would allow to
escape.  This was Ray's fuck.  I relaxed and let my husband enjoy my cunt.
He fucked into me with a ferocity he had not shown since very early in our
marriage.  "That's it my husband.  Fuck your cunt.  Fuck your cunt hard. 
If any cum is still in those balls, squirt it deep inside of me.  Fuck me
harder, baby." My orgasms were almost nonstop now.  Every few stokes and my
pussy walls creamed with pleasure.  Ray was fucking me royally.  His cock
hammered nonstop into my body.  Pleasure rolled over me like waves in the
ocean.  I could hear Ray grunting with exertion.  "Oh honey, fuck me with
your big hard cock.  Harder, Ray, harder." As he enjoyed his third cum of
the night he roar, "FFFUUUCCCKKK!" I smiled to myself and felt his body sag
over my back.  "Thank....you....Jill," Ray managed in winded bursts. 
"I....love....you." "Yes baby, I know you love me.  I am so deeply in love
with you, too." We collapsed into a spooning position.  Ray's cock tried to
escape but I wiggled around until his eight inches were securely locked
into my cunt.  Now we could sleep.  Happy and in love.  Nothing could hurt
us tonight.  Tonight!

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