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A Not So Happy Anniversary
By vulgus

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Story codes: MMF/Cuck/NC/Exhib/

To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.


I held the door for Lynne and then followed her into the club. I
hated places like this. Loud, smoky, crowded, I hate them. But it
was our fifth anniversary and Lynne loves to dance. So once a
year I take her to a club and she gets to dance. Not with me. I
can't dance. Well, I can fake a slow dance. But why bother. I
just don't see the point in dancing. 

Lynne wouldn't have any trouble finding dance partners. She was
hot. No, I didn't say that right, she was HOT! Yeah, that's it.
She is 26, 5'4", 110, long blonde hair and long, long legs. She
had the cutest face and a smile that lights up a room. She was
wearing that short little nothing of a black dress I love to see
her in, the one with that flippy little skirt that almost showed
her ass when she moved. I noticed the heads turning as we looked
for an empty table and I was proud as hell.

We managed to find an empty booth and order some drinks. We had
just come from dinner with wine and champagne, so I ordered
ginger ale. I needed to be able to drive home. She had her
margarita.  I don't like places like this, but I like seeing her
so happy and I enjoy watching her dance. So I sat back. It wasn't
long before she was asked to dance. 

She danced several dances and then came back to me and finished
her drink and ordered another. Before her drink arrived she was
dancing again and it was exciting to watch her. Several times I
was pretty sure I could see her little black panties when that
skirt flipped up, very exciting to watch.

She danced several more dances with her present dance partner,
even a slow dance. She was obviously flirting with him. It was
amusing to watch her wrap him around her little finger.
Eventually he reluctantly returned her to our table and she had
more of her drink. Before I could order her another drink the
waitress brought her one and pointed to a large man in a business
suit sitting near the dance floor with a friend. She took the
drink and smiled at the man. She raised her drink to him in a
toast and took a sip. A minute later he was standing next to her
asking her to dance.

For a large man he was a very good dancer. The two of them looked
very good out there. He was obviously leading, obviously in
charge. She liked that. She liked a man that took charge. Her
boyfriends, before me, had all been dominant, forceful, in
charge, men. I asked her about that, shortly after we were
married. I am not a wimp, but I treat Lynne as an equal partner,
that's what I feel marriage is, a partnership. I treat her with
respect and love. She told me with a big smile that men like that
are for dating, they don't make good husbands. I was the perfect
husband. She obviously still enjoyed the company of dominant men.
I didn't mind. I had a secret fantasy of watching her with a man
like that. Watching some strong man take control of her and make
mad, passionate love to her. I wouldn't tell her that, but often
when we made love, that fantasy was in my mind.

I noticed that Lynne stayed on the floor for the slow dances with
her latest partner. His hands were all over her and he held her
tight, pressing his body against hers. I noticed the way he swung
her around on the fast dances, I got frequent flashes of her
little panties. The guys near the dance floor were getting an
even better show. As they danced this slow dance his hand was
holding her ass. Not resting there, actually gripping a handful
of her cheeky little butt!

Finally the song ended and they walked off the floor. They
stopped at his table on the way back here and talked with his
friend. Then they all came back to our table. She had invited
them to join us.

Lynne introduced her dance partner, Rob, and his friend Jerry.
Jerry nodded and sat down on my left. Lynne slid in on my right
and Rob slid in beside her. Rob ordered fresh drinks all around
and sat with his arm on the back of the booth, his hand hanging
down over Lynne's left breast, not quite touching her. 

Rob was watching me, judging my reaction. I just smiled and found
I was actually enjoying the show as they flirted and played each
other. By the time our fresh drinks arrived his hand was resting
on her breast and he was gently kneading it. She was acting like
nothing was happening. When her drink arrived she gulped half of
it down. She and Rob were ignoring Jerry and me. They had their
heads together talking excitedly. It was too loud for me to hear
more than a word or two. 

Lynne finished her drink and Rob ordered her another. I noticed
he had hardly touched his. Before her drink arrived he led her
back out to the dance floor. Every chance he got his hands were
all over her. They had quite an audience and I am embarrassed to
say I had quite an erection. This big, strong, dominant man was
Lynne's fantasy and it was obvious that if I had not been here he
would have gotten very lucky tonight!

They made their way back to our table and this time when they sat
down his arm was around her shoulder and his hand went right to
her breast. She took a few sips from her drink and they talked
and then he put his hand on her chin, turned her face up and
kissed her, lightly at first, then passionately. I was shocked
when she returned his kiss. 

He opened his eyes as they kissed and looked at me, waiting to
see what my reaction was I suppose. I tried to look calm, but I
am glad he couldn't see my real reaction under the table. As he
kissed Lynne and looked at me his right hand came around and slid
up Lynne's thigh. She didn't fight him at all. Her legs parted
slightly and I watched his large fingers moving over the silky
panel covering her sweet pussy. 

I knew I should put a stop to this. It just seemed like once I
had let it get this far the option was no longer mine. Besides, I
couldn't help it, I was enjoying watching. I glanced over at
Jerry and he was watching with a look on his face that was almost
disdain. I had tried to engage him in conversation while Rob and
Lynne were on the dance floor but he had just nodded and ignored
me. 

I looked back at Lynne just in time to see her have an orgasm!
Rob's left hand was roughly mauling her breast and his right hand
was inside her panties now. His tongue was ravaging her cute
little mouth. I had no doubt that if Rob had put her up on the
table and tried to fuck her right there she would have let him.
He didn't do that, but he did slide her panties off and hold them
up to his nose and sniff them while he smiled at me. Then he sat
them down beside his drink. 

When Lynne had recovered from her orgasm she opened her eyes and
looked at me sheepishly. I smiled at her and she smiled back,
relieved that I wasn't upset I suppose. Then Rob was pulling her
out of the booth and back to the dance floor. 

As soon as they started dancing Rob was swinging her around and
it was obvious to anyone watching that Lynne was not wearing
panties now. Quite a few people were watching. They danced two
fast dances and then a slow dance. During the slow dance Rob's
hands slid under the back of Lynne's dress and held the cheeks of
her ass while they danced. Her ass was totally exposed and she
had to know it, but she pressed against him, her face buried
against his chest and let him do anything he wanted.

When the dance ended they came back to the table. Rob said, "I
think it's time to go. You ready Jerry?"

Jerry nodded and Rob turned to me and said, "Come on Davie boy,
Lynne tells me you are the designated driver." 

I wanted to ask where we were going, or where the hell they
thought they were going. I didn't. I don't know why. I guess
because it seemed obvious I was going to have one of my dearest
fantasies fulfilled. I was going to see Lynne get fucked. I
didn't know the half of it!

We paid our tabs and Rob put Lynne's panties in his pocket. We
walked out. Rob was leading with his arm around Lynne and his
hand under her skirt and on her ass. I was behind them and could
see a lot of her ass that wasn't covered by his hand. So could
everyone we walked past on the way out. Jerry was following
behind me.

We went to our car and had to wait a few minutes while Rob backed
Lynne up against the car and took her hand and pressed it against
the large bulge in the front of is pants. While she moved her
hand over that impressive bulge he kissed her and moved his hands
over her body freely. I went around to the driver's door and got
in. Jerry got in behind me and then the other back door opened
and Lynne was pushed into the center, then Rob got in and shut
the door. He looked at me and said, "Home, Davie boy!" 

He had a look in his eye, daring me to object. When I turned
around and started the car I surrendered my wife to this man. I
suppose I did that when I didn't object to his hand on her
breast, or the kiss, or when he removed her panties. That was
being passive. Now I was driving him and his friend to my home to
fuck my wife!

It was a miracle I didn't kill someone that night. I drove all
the way home while staring into the rearview mirror. I watched as
Rob and Jerry pulled Lynne's dress down and then off. They spread
her legs, each of them putting one of her legs in their lap. They
took turns kissing her and they were very rough, mauling her
breasts and her sweet little pussy. At one point it appeared that
they both had their fingers inside of her. She didn't object to
anything they did. I heard her have several orgasms as I drove.
The drive home was about twenty minutes and I am ashamed to say
that by the time I parked the car on the street in front of our
house I was on the verge of coming myself.

I got out and waited for them to get out so that I could lock the
car. Rob got out on his side and then Jerry got out in the
street, pulling Lynne after him. She was still naked! I glanced
around nervously, but it was late and I was pretty sure nobody
was watching.

I hit the button on the key fob to lock the car and rushed to our
front door to unlock it and get everyone inside. Jerry and Rob,
however, were taking their time, walking slowly and passing Lynne
back and forth between them. They finally stepped into the house
and we moved into the living room. 

Lynne was panting like a dog in heat as she stood waiting for
someone to tell her what to do, or do something to her. Rob was
taking off his suit. As he undressed he wasn't looking at Lynne,
he was watching me. I didn't like the look on his face. It was a
look of disdain, a look that said what kind of man lets two
strange men undress his wife and drive them to his house to fuck
her. Well, I guess I deserved that look. I moved over to my easy
chair and sat down to watch quietly. 

I was very impressed when he pulled his shorts down. His
semi-hard cock was quite remarkable. It appeared to be around
eight or nine inches long and very fat. He looked at my face,
showing me the cock he was going to use on my wife, and then he
ignored me. I noticed Jerry watching me though. He was watching
my face as Rob pushed Lynne to her knees and rubbed his cock all
over her face. She was moaning in pleasure and trying to lick it
as he moved it around. Finally he touched the head of his large
cock to her lips and ordered her to kiss it, which she did,
passionately. She kissed it all over, and licked it and moved
down and licked and sucked at his incredibly large ball sack. 

He let her worship his manhood for a few moments and then he put
his left foot up on the coffee table and pushed her head down. He
grabbed her hair and tilted her head up and she obediently stuck
her tongue out and probed his hot, sweaty ass. He let her probe
his ass for several minutes, his eyes closed as he savored the
sensations, and then he looked over at me and grinned. He pulled
her head back up to his cock and he put his foot down and settled
down onto the couch behind him. She followed him down and finally
took his large organ into her little mouth. It was an obvious
struggle. 

His hands moved down and roughly handled her tits for a few
moments before he moved his hands back up to her head and started
moving her head back and forth. With each stroke he pulled her
head farther down his impressive shaft. They were well past the
point where she could comfortably handle his man meat and she was
choking and gagging at the end of each stroke now. It looked like
he had every intention of shoving that monster down her throat!
She was starting to resist now, pushing against him with her
little hands, but he just ignored her futile struggles. No,
that's wrong. He didn't ignore them. He enjoyed them! Her moans
and her futile struggles were exciting him!

I started to get to my feet and come to her assistance but Jerry
stopped me. He spoke for the first time since we met. "Sit back
down," he ordered. 

I hesitated, looking back and forth between him and my wife
struggling on the end of Rob's cock. "Don't make me say it
again," Jerry threatened. 

I was intelligent enough to know that there was nothing I could
do against these two men. I sank back into my chair in
humiliation, my manhood definitely in question. I was not a
violent person and unfortunately I did not own a gun. Although in
all likelihood if I had attempted to pull a weapon on these large
athletic men I would have succeeded only in arming them.

I looked back at Lynne in time to see Rob tense up and pull her
tightly against him and shoot a large hot load of cum right down
her throat. He had managed to get all but about three inches of
his large cock into her mouth and throat. 

He held her against him for a long time before finally relaxing
and letting her sit up. She sat back, gasping and coughing and
looking at him through her tears accusingly. He smiled down at
her and said, "Not bad, cunt. Don't worry. You're going to get
better." Then he pulled her back down and pointed out a few drops
of cum on his belly that she had missed and made her lick them
up. 

While she was cleaning Rob, Jerry stood up and undressed. I was
relieved to see that he had a more normal sized cock. It seemed
to be about the same as mine, around seven inches and of a normal
circumference as well. When he was naked he sat back in his chair
and called out to Lynne, "No time to rest Bitch. You've had my
cock hard all night. Now crawl your ass over here and get to
work."

Lynne moaned as she got to her hands and knees and crawled across
the room to Jerry. I felt sorry for her but watching her ass
swish back and forth and her breasts sway as she moved was highly
erotic. 

Rob looked over at me and smiled broadly. "You are a lucky man,
Davie boy," he said, obviously rubbing my helplessness into my
face. "That is one of the best blowjobs I have ever had. A little
more practice and she will be perfect. I can't wait to get the
last three inches down her gullet. She has a lot of talent. Did
you see her face? She looks so cute with a cock buried in her
mouth, doesn't she?"

This wasn't a conversation I wanted to have. Instead I watched as
she started licking on Jerry's hard, hot, throbbing cock. He was
obviously very aroused. The head of his cock was covered in the
lubricant that was flowing from the large hole in the end of his
cock. It oozed down the underside and was even glistening on his
balls! 

He let her lick his cock and balls for a few minutes, and then he
lifted his legs and put them on the arms of the chair. She knew
what was expected and buried her face in his crotch, placing her
lips over his sweaty, smelly asshole and licking and then probing
with her tongue. 

When he was satisfied he dropped his legs back to the floor and
she licked his cock clean again and then started sucking. She
tried to use her hands but he slapped them away and grabbed her
head and pulled her down until she had his entire organ in her
mouth! I must admit it was amazing to watch. 

It was a good thing he was so turned on because he came very
quickly, with her face buried in his belly. It was obvious that
her jaw was sore and she was tired, ready for this to be over
with. Unfortunately this wasn't anywhere near over!

After Jerry had shot his load down Lynne's throat he continued to
hold her against his stomach as his cock went soft in her mouth.
He finally released her and ordered her to lick him clean.

When he had finished with her he pushed her away and he and Rob
sat smiling at each other, deeply satisfied with their conquest.


Lynne and I sat waiting, hoping that they were satisfied and
would want to leave now. I would be happy to call them a cab,
just as happy to drive them somewhere. How nave we were.

Rob stood and moved over to Lynne. He reached down and pulled her
to her feet and said, "Come on cunt, let's go to bed." 

The look of dismay on her face amused him, I could tell. She
didn't argue though. She led the way down the hall to our
bedroom. As they walked away Jerry nodded at me and I led him to
our bedroom where he and his friend were going to fuck my wife.

As I entered our bedroom Lynne was already on her knees, sucking
Rob's cock back to hardness. Jerry pushed me into a chair
dismissively and moved over to watch more closely as his friend
tried again to work his cock into my wife's throat. Lynne put her
hands against his thighs and tried to resist, tried to control
the amount of cock in her mouth, but he ordered her to use her
hands to play with his balls instead and then he started pressing
more and more of his now hard cock into her mouth. 

With each stroke he would reach a point beyond which he did not
seem to be able to force his cock. He was patient though, and
determined. Finally he reached that point and refused to be kept
from his goal. He continued pushing and as horrible noises of
distress came from my wife he forced his cock all the way down
and her lips stretched around the fat base of his cock. She
attempted to hit at him with her tiny fists but Jerry reached
down and grabbed her hands and held them behind her. 

I rose from my chair, as though to go to her assistance. I don't
know what I was thinking. I had no chance against them. Jerry
looked at me as if to say, "Go ahead, we'd enjoy hurting you
too." 

What he actually said was, "Sit your ass back down and don't get
up again. I don't have anything to tie you up with so if you
bother us I am just going to knock your dumb ass out. Got it?"

I nodded helplessly. It was humiliating, sitting here watching
these two big men rape my wife. Watching her struggle and knowing
I could do nothing to help. But I knew it would serve no purpose
if I were to accomplish only getting myself injured. I could only
watch and feel sorry for her, for both of us.

Rob held his cock buried deep in her throat for several moments
as she struggled to breathe. Then he slowly drew back, savoring
the sensations her tortured mouth provided. "Now that's how to
suck a cock, bitch!" he exclaimed happily. "Don't worry. You're
going to get lots of practice. Before we are done with you,
you'll be good at it." 

Rob and Jerry were smiling broadly as he slowly forced his cock
back into her mouth. 

The struggle began again, but Lynne was restrained and helpless
and I guess her total surrender actually made it easier because
Rob's cock seemed to slide into her throat much easier this time.
He held her head tight and told her sarcastically what a good
cock sucker she was as he stroked forcefully down her throat
several more times. Then he released her head and watched amused
as she continued on her own, forcing her lips down to the base of
his cock several more times before he stepped back and reached
down. He picked her up as though she were a doll and tossed her
onto the bed. She started to stretch out on her back but Rob
stopped her. 

"Don't get comfortable cunt. Get up on you hands and knees. I am
going to fuck you like the bitch you are."

Lynne turned over and got up on her hands and knees. Rob grabbed
her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed. He slapped her
ass a couple of times and then he bent down and bit it, making
her jump and squeal. But she didn't move away. He reached down
and slapped the insides of her thighs, making her move her legs
further apart. 

I watched in awe as Rob slid his large cock back and forth over
Lynne's surprisingly wet slit. Despite all of the abuse she had
suffered her pussy was dripping wet, the moisture was actually
visible on her thighs! I was worried about this next stage
however. Lynne has the tightest pussy I have had the pleasure to
enjoy in my limited experience. I always had to go real slow at
first, until she could adjust to my cock. Rob's cock was
significantly larger than mine and he had certainly not shown any
signs of being a gentle and considerate lover. 

Lynne was facing me with her eyes closed. I watched her face as
Rob dipped down and pressed the head of his cock against her
pussy. He drove his hips forward and her knees were actually
lifted off of the bed before the head of his cock slipped past
the opening of her sex. Then her knees sank back to the bed as he
entered her and her unseeing eyes shot open in shock. 

It was amazing to watch as Rob sank his huge cock deeper and
deeper into my wife. I thought she must be suffering horribly,
but as I watched she suddenly gasped and screamed in orgasm. He
had only half of his cock buried in her! 

He laughed and started slapping her ass again. I watched as more
and more of his large organ disappeared into my wife's tight
pussy. She was moaning in a combination of pain and pleasure as
he finally crammed the last two inches of cock into her, his flat
stomach slapping against the bright red cheeks of her ass. 

Her eyes were still open and vacant as she moved back and forth
with each powerful thrust, her breasts moving violently back and
forth beneath her. She was grunting loudly and muttering under
her breath, "Oh god, oh god, oh god," over and over for a few
minutes and suddenly she was screaming loudly as she came yet
again while being skewered on that fat cock. She screamed so
loudly I was concerned that the neighbors might hear!

I guess Jerry felt left out. He moved to the foot of the bed and
reached under Lynne and grabbed one of her wildly swinging
breasts. He began squeezing it, then pinching the nipple and
pulling it down stretching her breast and nipple out grotesquely.
He was obviously causing a lot of pain. 

She didn't fight him. Instead she screamed her way through yet
another violent orgasm, and this time Rob joined her. He started
pumping her with long, deep, rapid strokes and grunting loudly.
Then he tensed up and quivered, filling her tight hole with his
hot slimy cum. 

He stood still for a few moments, his manhood slowly going soft
in her clasping pussy. When the hyper sensitivity had subsided he
pulled out and reached over her and grabbed a handful of her long
blonde hair. He pulled her around and forced his soft, slime
covered cock back into her mouth, forcing her tired, sore jaws
apart once more and burying his soft manhood to the hilt. 

Lynne gagged slightly, but she was getting more accustomed to the
rape of her throat and was able to clean his cock with her mouth
without choking. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and forced
her to lick his balls clean. Even his thighs were a mess and she
bathed those as well. Finally he was finished abusing and
humiliating her and he stepped back. Jerry was immediately there
to take his place. 

Jerry grabbed her hair and forced his more normal sized cock
between her lips. Jerry worried me. There was something about
him, about the look on his face when he looked at us that was
scary. I suspected he was the kind of person that enjoyed hurting
people. I would be very glad to see the last of both of them, but
especially him.

His cock was already hard and he fucked her face forcefully,
reaching down with one hand to again maul one of her breasts and
add to the pain she was forced to endure. His eyes were closed
and there was a look of pure bliss on his face as he raped my
wife's mouth. 

He pulled out after a few minutes and pushed her onto the bed on
her back. She didn't resist, remaining in any position she was
pushed into. She was on her back in the center of our king size
bed with her legs spread wide. Her pussy was red and swollen and
dripping with her juices and Rob's cum. Jerry moved between her
legs and fell on her roughly, knocking the wind out of her. He
lined his cock up and shoved it all the way into her as she
grunted in pain. He reached down and resumed torturing her
breast, at the same time kissing her passionately and seeming to
enjoy her moans of pain in his mouth. Then he leaned down and bit
her nipple. Not a loving nip, not a love bite. He bit her nipple,
causing her to scream in pain and I was sure I could see blood!

I shot to my feet but Rob was ready for that. He swung around and
punched me in the gut. All of the wind and all of the fight were
knocked out of me instantly. I sank back into my chair and
watched helplessly as Jerry glanced over and grinned evilly at
me. Then he turned back and stroked into her violently as he lay
there with all of his weight resting on her body. 

He stopped after a while and got back up on his knees. He reached
down and lifted her legs up and he turned to Rob and said, "Damn
man, you really loosened this cunt up!" Then he pressed her knees
down against her breasts and lined his cock up with her asshole.

Lynne screamed out then. "No! Oh god no! Not there! I can't do
that! Please, I'll do anything you want!"

Jerry laughed and said, "You got that right bitch!" Then I was
forced to watch as he forced his cock into Lynne's virgin ass
right in front of me. Lynne screamed in pain, over and over, as
Jerry forced his cock into her, obviously enjoying the music of
her screams. By the time he had finally buried his cock in her
ass her screams had turned to pitiful whimpers of pain. 

I couldn't take anymore and turned my head away. Rob slapped me
and told me to keep watching. He said he didn't want me to miss
any of the fun. I turned back reluctantly. This wasn't fun
anymore. It had stopped being fun a long time ago. This wasn't
erotic anymore. This was abuse and humiliation and rape and I was
getting very worried about Lynne. 

Lynne continued to moan and whimper as Jerry plundered her ass.
Thankfully he was very aroused. I suspect he was aroused as much
by the idea of abusing my wife in front of me as by the abuse
itself. He tensed up and came in my wife's ass. Then he slowly
withdrew from her and after looking down at her stretched and
abused asshole and joking about it with Rob he let her legs sink
back to the bed and she lay there limp, waiting for the next
attack, the next indignity. 

She didn't have long to wait. Jerry moved up, straddling her
body, his skinny butt resting on her breasts. He grabbed her hair
and pulled her head up, forcing his nasty cock into her mouth. It
made me gag to watch as she was forced to clean him after he had
been in her ass. Finally he let her go and got off of her. 

They sat on opposite sides of the bed with my wife between them
and moved their hands over her, admiring her beautiful body. They
joked about what a hot bitch she was. What a great cunt she had.
Jerry chuckled and told Rob that he was really going to like her
ass. 

It was very late now and they seemed to finally have worn
themselves out. They ordered me to stretch out on the floor at
the foot of the bed and they stretched out on either side of
Lynne and got ready to go to sleep. 

They weren't leaving! Shit! 

Lynne told them she had to go to the bathroom, she was a mess and
she had to pee. Jerry got up and followed her into the bathroom.
I could see them from my place on the rug. I watched as Lynne sat
on the toilet and tried to pee. She asked Jerry to look away, to
let her have some privacy. Jerry just chuckled and reached down
and shoved two fingers roughly into her pussy. He moved them in
and out several times and then straightened up and put them to
her lips. 

She dutifully opened her mouth and sucked on his nasty fingers.
He smirked at her and told her she had better hurry up, because
he had to piss too. She worked her muscles, working to expel the
loads of cum from her pussy and her ass. As she performed this
embarrassing act in front of Jerry he rubbed his cock over her
tit, just to add to her humiliation. 

The house was dark and quiet and I could actually hear gobs of
cum dripping down into the water in the toilet. Finally the slime
quit dripping out of her and she began to pee. When she had
finished she used several handfuls of toilet paper to clean
herself as well as she could. She stood up and as she moved to
the sink to wash her hands Jerry lifted the toilet seat and began
expelling a strong stream of urine. 

Lynne avoided looking at him. She was embarrassed to even be in
the room with him. But as his stream waned and trickled to a stop
he called her over. He pulled her head down and made her suck his
cock clean.

She groaned at the gross indignity, but she had long since given
up. She knew she could deny these two monsters nothing. She took
his cock, with the last drops of piss still clinging to the tip,
into her mouth and sucked him clean. I could see the tears
running down her cheeks. As she sucked his cock clean he said
sarcastically, "Happy anniversary sweetheart."

I wanted to end this somehow. I lay on the floor listening as
they returned to bed and the men drifted off to sleep. I could
hear Lynne lying between them crying quietly and it was breaking
my heart. I tried desperately to think of some way to get control
of this situation. I couldn't fight them. I had no weapon. I
considered calling the police, but the longer I spent trying to
decide what to tell them the more I realized that really wasn't
an option. 

Lynne had flirted with these men, well, with Rob. She had invited
them to our table and had not objected when they invited
themselves to our home. Neither had I. We had not objected when
they removed her underwear, or felt her up, or kissed her. We had
said nothing when they stripped her in the car and took all sorts
of liberties with her. 

She had allowed them to lead her from the car to the house in the
nude and had sucked them both, licked their balls and eagerly
acquiesced when her mouth was pushed over their assholes. In
fact, the first time she had offered more than token resistance
was when Jerry fucked her ass; if you don't count the slight
struggle when they were having trouble getting there cocks into
her throat. 

We had not resisted anything else. Rob had punched me once when I
tried to interfere with the rape of my wife's ass, but except
for, no, even including that, there was no evidence that
everything that had happened tonight wasn't consensual. I am sure
that if it were necessary witnesses could be found from the night
club to testify about the behavior my wife exhibited on the dance
floor with Rob. The waitress would probably remember seeing him
with his hands all over her and her panties on the table. I
suspect the only thing we would get if we called the police was
more humiliation.

I don't know if Lynne got any sleep at all, but I was exhausted
and eventually I fell into a light, fitful sleep. I woke up once
to hear the sounds of Lynne being forced to suck on a cock. I
listened until they finished and after another long wait managed
to get a little more sleep.

The next morning, Saturday, we slept late. I was finally kicked
awake by Rob and pushed into the bathroom. I watched as Jerry put
Lynne in our large, glass walled, walk-in shower and turned the
water on. She screamed as the cold water hit her, but she stood
there shivering waiting for the water to warm up. When it was
warm the men got in with her and they moved against her one in
front and one in back. Jerry spoke softly, asking nobody in
particular, "What is the first thing you have to do when you get
up in the morning."

Rob responded, "I don't know about anyone else, but the first
thing I always have to do is take a leak." That's what they did.
From the looks on their faces I could tell that as they stood
pressed up against Lynne they were emptying there bladders on
her. She didn't resist, she knew there was nothing she could do.
She just covered her face in shame and waited for it to be over.
Then they both soaped her up and then let her soap up first one
and then the other of them. They rinsed off and stepped out of
the shower and I handed them fresh towels, as ordered. 

Rob said to me, "You stink, and you look like you slept in your
clothes." 

Rob is a real comedian. Asshole! He told me to get undressed and
get in the shower. He ordered me to shave my wife's pussy and
then I was to shower and dress and come out to the living room.
Lynne was to do her hair and makeup and come out nude.

As soon as they left the room I held her close and she cried in
my arms. I told her I was so sorry, but I didn't know what to do.
I asked her if she wanted me to call the cops and let the chips
fall where they may.

Lynne hugged me and said, "I'm so sorry Dave. All of this is my
fault. I brought this down on us. Don't fight them, they'll just
hurt you, and they'll always win. This is my fault and I guess I
deserve it. It can't last forever. My biggest fear is that you
won't be able to look at me again, or to love me again. 

I assured her that I would love her always. I admitted, with some
embarrassment, that I had actually been aroused watching, right
up until we got to the house and things started getting out of
control. She smiled at me sweetly, I was glad that she still
could. She said, "We'll get through this." Then we kissed and
turned the shower back on.

I soaped her up and then I used my razor to shave her already
closely trimmed pubic hair. I was surprised when I saw the
result. Since she had so little hair I didn't think the
difference would be so striking. Despite all of the abuse she had
been subjected to last night her pussy looked smooth and youthful
and it was all I could do to keep myself from taking her right
there in the shower. 

I didn't, I was afraid of those two assholes in the living room.
So, with Lynne's help I soaped up, rinsed off and then we got
dried off. While Lynne fixed her hair and makeup I went into the
bedroom and put on some jeans and a t-shirt and sneakers and went
into the living room. 

They ignored me so I took a seat and we waited in silence for
Lynne. A few minutes later she came out, her face blushing bright
red despite all she had been through. I couldn't help it. Seeing
her like that, and seeing the looks on the faces of Rob and
Jerry, I was incredibly aroused. 

Rob pointed to a spot on the floor in front of him and Lynne
moved to that spot and stood. He ran his fingers over her now
bare pussy and urged her to spread her legs apart with his hand.
He admired my handiwork for a minute and the pushed her across
the room to show Jerry. After Jerry had examined her sweet pussy
Rob stood up and led her back into the bedroom. 

I thought he was going to fuck her, but they came back out in
just a few minutes. Now she was dressed. Well, sort of. She was
wearing a pair of high heeled pumps and a thin, short, lacy, not
quite see-through slip. I could see the outline of her nipples
plainly through the lace portion of fabric that covered her
breasts. When she stood just right and the fabric at the bottom
rested against her loins, I could actually make out the dark line
of her slit. The hem was less than two inches below her crotch
and when she turned around I could see that every move she made
displayed a glimpse of her beautiful ass.

I had assumed that these two had plumbed the depths of our
humiliation. I was shocked to learn that they had just begun.
Instead of this hellish encounter being almost over we were to
learn that it had just begun. 

Rob turned to me and said, "Grab your car keys and let's get
going." 

Lynne shook her head and said, "Oh no, please. I can't go out
like this. Please, I'm begging you."

They paused to enjoy her extreme discomfort for a moment and then
Rob grabbed her arm and led her to the door. I grabbed my keys
and followed them out, locking the door as I left. They were
walking slowly to the car and I rushed around to open the doors
and let them in. I glanced up and down the street and saw several
neighbors outside working in their yards. Harry, our neighbor
across the street stood up and waved, but he had a curious look
on his face. 

When I hit the button on the key fob the doors unlocked and Jerry
got in on the curb side. Rob, still holding Lynne by the arm,
guided her around to the street side and opened the door for her.
She didn't have the nerve to look up and speak to Harry. She did
her best to slide into the car without showing too much flesh to
Harry. I started the car and quickly pulled out and down the
street. 

We have a large car, a Lincoln Towncar, and there is a lot of
room in the back seat. The men made themselves comfortable in the
back and then they made Lynne uncomfortable by sliding her slip
down to her waist, baring her beautiful breasts. We don't have
tinted windows and Lynne was terrified about being exposed in
public. 

Rob directed me to a large, expensive, new hotel near the
airport. They made out in the back as I drove. Rob kissed Lynne
and played with her breasts. Jerry put her hand in his lap and
pushed her slip out of the way and played with her pussy.

As far as I could tell we made the trip mostly unnoticed. There
was a small group of young teenagers at one red light that took
notice, but we were gone before the shock wore off and they could
react in any way.

At last I drove into the parking lot of the hotel and parked. Rob
said, "Let's go." 

I got out and watched as Jerry opened his door and got out and
Rob pulled Lynne out on his side with her slip bunched at her
waist. She stood still, head down, blushing bright red as he
slowly and deliberately helped her slide her arms back into her
thin slip. The bottom of the tiny garment fell back into place,
thanks to gravity, and soon her body was covered, or at least, as
much as that tiny garment could be said to cover.

With Lynne between them the men walked into the lobby and through
it to the elevators. I followed behind, embarrassed for her,
watching as conversations all over the lobby stopped suddenly and
heads turned to watch Lynne move across the room. I tried not to
think about what they must be thinking, and what she must be
feeling. Rob and Jerry, on the other hand, seemed to have no
shame and in fact seemed to take great pleasure from our
humiliation.

It was an unimaginable relief when the elevator doors finally
closed and we were alone again. Jerry pushed a button and we went
to their floor and down the hall to their adjoining rooms. Lynne
and I watched uncomfortably as the men gathered their belongings
and piled their luggage near the door. When they were done Rob
called room service and asked for a bellhop with a luggage cart.
Then we waited for his arrival.

While we waited, Jerry went over to Lynne and held her in his
arms. He kissed her and his hands moved down over her ass and
under her slip. She didn't try to avoid him, but at first she
didn't kiss him back. Not until he slapped her ass sharply. She
jumped, and then she put her arms around his neck and kissed him
back. Jerry continued the kiss when the bellhop knocked on the
door and Rob went to open the door. 

He came back into the room followed by a young black man wearing
a bellhop's uniform and pulling a luggage cart. The bellhop
looked embarrassed but he tried to be discreet and went about
loading up the cart. When luggage had all been loaded on the
cart, the bellhop asked Rob quietly if he would like him to meet
them in the lobby.

Rob smiled at him and asked him if he would like his tip before
they went down. The bellhop smiled and said sure, expecting to be
handed some money. Jerry stepped back from Lynne and pushed her
slip off of her shoulders and turned her to face the bellhop. 

Jerry asked the shocked bellhop if he would like "some of this"
for a tip. The bellhop looked at the faces around him, not really
understanding. He was sure that it was some kind of joke. Well,
except that there was now a beautiful, young, naked, white woman
standing a few feet from him. 

He turned to Jerry and said, "What's the catch?"

"No catch," Jerry said. "I got her all hot, but I don't feel like
fucking her right now. Go ahead, anything you want, just don't
fuck her up. I'm going to want to fuck her later."

The bellhop moved over and put his arms around my wife,
cautiously, waiting to see who objected. When nothing happened he
kissed her and moved his hands over her. At first she didn't
move, but Jerry cleared his throat loudly and she put her arms
around his neck and began to return his kiss. After he was
satisfied that nobody was going to say or do anything, he stepped
back and in less time than it takes to tell it he was out of that
silly uniform. I heard a noise and looked around to see that Rob
was recording everything on a digital movie camera!

When the bellhop was naked he moved back and held Lynne close for
a moment and then pushed her to her knees. She didn't resist. She
knelt before him and took his half hard cock into her mouth. The
contrast in their skin colors was incredible. He had the blackest
skin I could ever remember seeing. Lynne was not much for sunning
and her skin was snow white. I am ashamed to admit it, but I
found the sight of the two of them together to be extremely
erotic. 

As he pushed more and more of is cock into her mouth Rob stepped
closer for some close-ups. He asked the boy politely, "Do you
mind?"

The kid responded, "Can I get a copy of it?"

Rob didn't even hesitate. "Sure," he said. Then he went back to
filming.

The kid fucked her mouth vigorously for a few minutes and then he
helped her up and led her to the unused bed. She got on the bed
and stretched out on her back. The bellhop took a moment to lick
her pussy and then he was over her and seconds later he was in
her, enjoying the sensations of her beautiful pussy. I guess he
was pretty excited because he came quickly. 

He rested with his cock still inside of her and then he started
moving again. Before long he was fucking her a second time, more
violently now, propped up over her and staring down at her
humiliated face. He realized that she was doing this against her
will. It was obvious from the look on her face. It seemed to
increase his pleasure. He was talking to her quietly. Calling her
names, telling her all the things he would like to do to her
pretty white ass. Rob was getting all the close-ups he could,
making sure to get the look of anguish on Lynne's face and
capture the quiet conversation as the boy berated her.

Finally he could control himself no longer and he shot a second
large, hot load of cum into my wife, much to the amusement of Rob
and Jerry. The bellhop got up and started to dress but Jerry
stopped him. "Hold on," Jerry said. "You can't put that thing
away like that! Hey cunt! Get your ass over here and clean up
this mess you made."

Lynne moaned, but she knew that she couldn't refuse. She slid off
the bed at the boy's feet and cleaned his cock and balls, and the
camera caught it all. 

Jerry said, "Look at your nasty cunt! Shit, you can't go out like
that. Get up on the bed."

Lynne got back on the bed, not knowing what was coming next, but
she knew that if it was coming from Jerry it was going to be
unpleasant.

She was right. He ordered her to scoop up the two loads of warm
cum streaming out of her red, swollen, freshly fucked pussy and
eat it. I guess she was beyond shock now. With tears running down
her cheeks she scooped up the black boy's cum and moved her
fingers to her mouth and ate his cum. After she had gotten all of
his cum from her pussy and her thighs Jerry ordered her to squat
down and hold her hand under her pussy and push out some more. 

She did as she was told, gagging slightly as she licked up the
sloppy, smelly mess. By the time she had finished the kid was
hard again and asked about thirds but Rob apologized and said
that we had to go. 

We went down to the lobby and Lynne had to stand around in that
tiny slip for more than ten minutes while they checked out.
Conversation had stopped again as we entered the lobby and a
dozen men and some women as well, stood around gaping at Lynne in
her tiny slip. At last the paperwork was completed and we left
the lobby and returned to our car, with the bellhop following
with the luggage. I was never so happy to leave a room in my
life!

I opened the doors and the trunk and the bellhop loaded their
luggage into the trunk. We got into the car and Rob walked away
from the car a few feet with the bellhop. He handed him some
money and talked to him quietly for a few minutes. I don't know
what was said but what ever it was made the kid very happy.

I was ordered to drive home and before I left the parking lot Rob
tossed Lynne's slip over the back of the seat and they went to
work on her again. I did notice though that they left her freshly
fucked pussy alone. On the other hand, the mauling her breasts
were receiving looked very painful. That is why I was so
surprised when I heard her moaning and squealing and finally
screaming through a big orgasm, and no one was even touching her
pussy!

Not long after that I pulled up in front of my house and got out
of the car. There were more people out in their yards now, and
Harry was still across the street working on his yard. Rob got
out and then Jerry got out, pulling my naked wife after him. I
couldn't believe it! There were people all over the place. Harry
stood up and his mouth fell open. We all watched as the three of
them walked at a leisurely pace to the front door. I suddenly
realized I wasn't moving and I rushed up and opened the door and
let them in.

Jerry was just about to close the door when he noticed our
newspaper in the front yard. He ordered her to go and get it and
bring it in. He warned her not to move any faster than they had
when they walked from the car. 

She walked totally naked in broad daylight out the door and
halfway to the sidewalk and picked up the paper with tears
streaming down her cheeks and her head down. Then she walked back
slowly. Harry hadn't moved and he watched the whole thing in
shock. I saw a woman down the street turn towards her house and
yell something I couldn't understand and then she turn back and
watch in disbelief.

Finally Lynne was back at the door. Jerry was standing in the
door and he reached out for the paper as she stood there. Finally
he moved out of the way and let her come in.

As soon as the door closed behind her she sank to her knees and
sobbed loudly. I started to go to her and comfort her but Jerry
stopped me. "She doesn't have time for that," he said cruelly. "I
am extremely horny right now. Get up bitch, get your ass in the
shower and clean up that nasty cunt for me. Then get back out
here."

Lynne struggled to her feet and made her way back to the
bathroom. Rob ordered me to make lunch. I suddenly realized that
none of us had eaten since last night and it was almost one in
the afternoon.

I looked around the kitchen and finally decided on BLTs. I made a
half a dozen of them and when they were ready I looked out and
asked if they wanted to eat in the living room or the kitchen. 

They ordered me to serve them in the living room and I did. I
gave them each two sandwiches and, at their request, a couple of
beers. Lynne came out, looking as good as new. I asked if I could
give her a sandwich and Rob said, "Sure, we want our little
darling to keep her strength up."

I brought her out a sandwich and a beer and she nibbled at it. I
also brought one out for me, but I took one bite and put it down.
I was just too upset to eat. I did, however, gulp down the beer.

As he ate slowly, Rob asked us a series of personal questions.
Not so much that he really cared, I am sure, just another
opportunity to embarrass us. We had to tell him about our sexual
histories and he seemed pleased when there wasn't much to tell.
He also asked about our jobs and our schedules.

Finally he took the time to tell us about them and our immediate
future. He explained that he and Jerry were in town for two
weeks. Their company had just taken over a local company in a
hostile take over. They planned to spend two weeks in the area,
getting things straightened out at the company headquarters and
putting a new management team in place. 

They had planned to spend those two weeks at the hotel, but when
they met us they decided that it would be a lot more fun to move
into our house and torment us for a while. All we had to do was
everything they ordered us to do for the next two weeks and our
life would return to normal. They promised not to jeopardize our
careers or get us arrested. They also promised that Lynne would
be humiliated and used and abused because that's what they
enjoyed doing. They were not into guys so I wouldn't be touched
sexually, but they wanted to make sure I was there to enjoy and
share in her humiliation. That just added to the fun. 

Jerry stood up then and said, "Come on bitch. I'm going to die of
horny before you finish that damned sandwich. Let's go back to
the bedroom. I feel like a nice hard fuck."

Lynne put her sandwich down, but gulped the rest of her beer down
quickly and followed him down the hall.

I sat helplessly as Rob smiled at me. After a few minutes he
suddenly remembered his movie camera. He took the disk out and
made me put it in our DVD player. I turned on the TV and started
the DVD. I handed him the remote control and tried not to watch.
I couldn't help it though. Rob had started recording as soon as
the bellhop had entered the room. I watched again as Lynne was
stripped and offered to him as a tip. I was forced to relive the
entire episode. As we watched, Rob would often pause the picture
at some of the nastier close ups. Not so much because he wanted
to stare at them, but to increase my discomfort I'm sure. I did
not believe we could stand two weeks of this without someone
being killed. 

I was startled by a sudden scream from the bedroom. I started to
my feet but a look from Rob put me back in my seat. There were
more screams and I realized they were screams of pleasure, Lynne
was having orgasms. Without me! Rob enjoyed the look of
helplessness on my face. I think he enjoyed that almost as much
as he liked fucking my wife.

A short time later I heard the shower running and Jerry came
sauntering out of the back. He told Rob she was getting cleaned
up for him and he sat down. He was till naked and he watched me
glance at him getting comfortable with his sweaty ass and
drooling dick on our furniture. 

Rob said, "I think it's about time I loosened up that pretty
asshole of hers. Why don't you guys join me? Davie boy, I want
you to operate the camera this time. I want lots of good
close-ups too. Jerry, I know you well enough to know you will
enjoy the show, and she might need holding down."

Rob put a new disk in the camera and showed me how it worked.
Then he shoved me down the hall. Lynne was just coming out of the
bathroom as we went in. Her hair and makeup were perfect once
again but she looked scared and tired, and hopeless. I almost
cried myself, but I thought that would just make things worse so
I tried to get my feelings under control.

Rob nodded at me and I brought the camera up and started filming.
Lynne looked at me for a second with a look of hopelessness that
was all but overwhelming. She realized that if I was being made
to record whatever it was that was going to happen, then they
probably thought it would be memorable. That was bad news for
her.

Rob took her in his arms and started making out as though they
were lovers. He was being gentle and tender and trying to turn
her on. I could see that she was resisting. He was good though,
and she did like the fantasy of being taken by a big strong man.
Now she was being forced to live and relive that fantasy. He
moved her onto the bed and they kissed and hugged and he caressed
her breasts and all those other nice places that can turn a young
woman on. 

Soon she was kissing back with feeling and her hand was massaging
his now hard cock. He pushed her head down and she moved into
position and took his big cock into her mouth. She sucked it
slowly and sensually for a few minutes before she started trying
to force it into her throat, just the way they had forced her to
early this morning when they had first insinuated themselves into
our lives. I moved in and got a good close-up of her struggles. 

She glanced up at me, looking into the camera for a couple of
seconds. Then she ignored me and went back to her struggles. Much
to the surprise of both of us, after several tries, that large
cock suddenly slid into her throat and she slid her lips all the
way down to the base of his thick, hard cock. I almost laughed at
the look of surprise on her face.

"Good girl!" Rob exclaimed. "Honey, you're going to have to give
up your amateur cocksucker status! Fuck that feels great!"

I am not sure how she felt about his praise. She ignored him and
continued to struggle with his large organ. She had finally
managed to develop some kind of rhythm when he stopped her. She
was relieved, but she didn't know what I knew about what was
coming next. I was really scared for her but there was nothing I
could do. 

I continued recording as he pulled her back up and kissed her and
told her what a good cocksucker she was and now he wanted to try
something else. She looked worried, and she had every reason to
be. Jerry went over and whispered something in Rob's ear. What
ever it was it made Rob smile broadly, so I knew it was going to
be good. 

Jerry came to me and took the camera and resumed recording. Then
Rob went back to kissing Lynne and caressing her. They were lying
on their sides with Lynne on my side of the bed. Rob paused and
ordered me to get down and start working on Lynne's asshole with
my tongue. I saw Lynne tense up and I knew she suspected what was
going to happen. She was scared, with very good reason.

I moved over to the bed and bent over. I spread Lynne's ass
cheeks with Jerry right in my face with that damned camera. I
kissed around her asshole for a moment and then started licking.
She was shivering occasionally as I worked, in fear I suppose. I
didn't know what Rob was doing now, it sounded like he had gone
back to making out with my wife. I worked as hard as I could to
make her as wet as I could and stretch her as much as possible
with my tongue. I realized that when it came to the time that he
started shoving his big log into her little ass, what little I
was doing with my tongue wouldn't help much.

Jerry tossed me a tube of KY and told me to put some on, and in,
her ass. I was thankful that they were letting me do that. I can
only assume that they were afraid of tearing her. I knew that
they didn't mind hurting her. 

I applied the cream liberally and began working first one and
then two fingers into her tight little hole. I finally put three
of my fingers into her and she grunted in pain as I forced them
in. I hated hurting her but I knew it was going to get worse for
her.

Rob gave me a few minutes to loosen her up and then he stood up.
He ordered me to position her on her knees on the edge of the bed
and with Jerry recording my every move I did as ordered, setting
my wife up for yet another humiliating and unbelievably painful
experience to please these two monsters.

When Lynne was in position Rob came around to this side of the
bed and stood between her legs. I was ordered to kneel on the bed
facing Rob, lean over and grab my wife's ass cheeks and spread
them for him. I felt like a traitor to my poor wife, I doubted if
she would be able to forgive me for this. These two were evil
though, and I knew that if we didn't do the things that they
wanted they were quite capable of coming up with something worse.
Or at least I think I knew that.

I felt Lynne shaking as I slid my hands down over her ass. I
watched Jerry making sure to get a good picture of me opening my
wife up for his friend to fuck. Rob smiled at me and thanked me.
Then he told me that Jerry had suggested that I be made to put
his cock in my wife's ass. Fortunately, Rob said that he didn't
want my faggoty hands on his cock.  I was more than a little
happy to learn that Rob was something of a homophobe. 

Rob lined up his own cock and started pushing as I held her ass
open. She started moaning in pain until he finally exerted enough
pressure to force the head of his large cock inside. She screamed
at the painful invasion and begged him to take it out. Jerry
gleefully hurried around to the other side and got a nice close
up of her tortured face as she screamed and begged him to stop.
After a few minutes, though, he came back around to record the
progress of Rob's dick in my wife's ass. He was not being gentle,
and being broken in yesterday by Jerry's average sized cock was
obviously not adequate to prepare her for Rob's oversized cock. 

He was more than half way in now and he pushed me out of the way
so that he could grab her hips and exert more pressure. I climbed
off the bed and Jerry handed the camera back to me. He warned me
to make it good, "or else". 

I went back to recording my wife's ass rape as Jerry moved around
and got on his knees on the bed near Lynne's head. She was in
agony and wasn't even aware that he was there until he grabbed a
handful of her hair and lifted her head up off the bed. At that
moment Rob made one last vicious thrust and his cock was buried
all the way in her ass. When he thrust, Lynne screamed again and
Jerry forced his cock into her mouth. I made sure to get some
close-ups at both ends to please them, but for the most part I
stood back and filmed them both at the same time as they roughly,
viciously raped her. 

I tried to block out her muffled screams and later her moans of
pain, but it was impossible. Yes, I know it hurt her a lot more
than it did me, but it was killing me too. I had tears running
down my face and could hardly see the sexual tableau in front of
me through the viewfinder. 

Thankfully Rob had found the day of humiliating my wife and me to
be quite stimulating, and her tight ass was the most wonderful
thing he had ever felt and so he couldn't last very long. He
grabbed my wife's hips brutally and rammed his cock all the way
home one last time and shot a massive load of cum into her. Then
he slowly pulled out of her.

I zoomed in for a close up and was disgusted at the sight. His
cock was covered in slime, though thankfully I couldn't see any
blood. Her asshole remained open, his load of cum dripping
rapidly out and down her thighs. It was several long moments
before her ass began to close up, slowly. Jerry pulled out of her
mouth without cumming and twisted her around so that her head was
at Rob's crotch. She knew what was expected of her and took his
nasty cock into her mouth and cleaned him. 

They ordered Lynne to clean up again and we went out into the
living room to watch the movie that just been made. I offered to
stay and help her. I could tell that Jerry was about to tell me
no, but Rob put his hand on Jerry's shoulder and nodded. They
went out to the living room and I took Lynne in my arms. She
sobbed violently for a while. All I could do was say, "I'm
sorry." I said it quietly, over and over as I held her close.
Finally she calmed down and looked at me. She finally understood
what I was saying and she put her finger on my lips. 

"It's not your fault," she said. "It's my fault. I brought them
here. I just don't know how much more of this I can take. Oh
Dave, that hurt so bad. I was sure he was tearing me. It
terrifies me to know that he is going to want to do it again. Oh
god, what are we going to do?"

I didn't have an answer for that.

We went into the bathroom and took another shower. I dressed as
my wife fixed her hair and makeup yet again. Then we walked out
to the other room. I was ordered to fetch them each a beer and
Jerry pulled Lynne down on his lap. They had just gotten to the
part of the rape where I was loosening up my wife's ass for Rob.

I came back in with the beers and together we watched Rob violate
my wife's ass. It was horrible to watch, and worse to listen to.
Not for them, they were obviously excited by it. 

Jerry had apparently come up with an idea for the next act. Rob
put a new disk in the camera and then he stretched out on the
rug. His cock was already hard from watching the movie, and he
ordered Lynne to get down and suck on it and get it nice and wet.


She moved between his legs and took his monster cock back into
her mouth and started sucking him off, making him as wet as
possible. She was afraid he was going to fuck her ass again and
she was sure it would kill her. But they had something else in
mind this time.

Jerry came over and made her suck on his cock for a few minutes.
Then he stretched out on the rug and told her to sit on his cock.
She straddled his crotch and put her hand around his cock. She
pressed her pussy against it and started fucking him but after
she had slid up and down his pole several times he stopped her
and made her do the same thing to Rob.

She moved over and straddled Rob and he reached up and squeezed
her tits roughly as she lowered her pussy down over his cock. She
slowly slid down his long, fat pole until it was buried in her
and then started fucking him. All this time I was moving all
around them, recording everything and getting close-ups as
appropriate.

After a few minutes Rob pulled her down and hugged her and kissed
her. She responded automatically and they kissed passionately.
She was unaware of Jerry moving in behind her until she felt his
cock pushing against her incredibly sore asshole. She tried to
scream. She tried to pull away. But it was hopeless. Rob was
twice her size and easily controlled her. 

I watched as Jerry, with a great deal of effort, forced his cock
into Lynne's ass. Once he had managed to penetrate her completely
the three of them remained still for a few moments. Rob had
finally stopped kissing her and she was panting and whining. She
sounded like she was having a baby. She probably felt like it
too. 

After a few minutes Jerry started moving in and out slowly. He
and Rob both groaned in pleasure at the sensations. It occurred
to me that Lynne had almost eighteen inches of cock in her body!
She seemed out of it. She was whining and whimpering, unable to
even form the words to beg them to stop. Jerry made sure I got
some good shots of her face so that he could enjoy her agony
later.

They finally seemed to get a mutually satisfying rhythm going and
they stayed at it for a very long time. It had not been long
since either of them had had an orgasm. I had lost track of the
number of times they had come in my wife since they forced their
way into our home. I was surprised it didn't take longer than it
did. 

Eventually I could see that they were building to an orgasm, they
were moaning and groaning and Rob was squeezing the hell out of
Lynne's tits. Jerry came first, and less than a minute later Rob
emptied himself in my wife yet again. Then they collapsed in a
heap for a few minutes. 

When they were breathing more normally the men started separating
themselves and Lynne just lay in a heap looking like an accident
victim. They didn't give her any time to rest. Jerry slapped her
ass hard and her eyes shot open. Through the red haze in her mind
she realized what she was supposed to do and she got up and
licked both men's cocks clean. They finally pushed her away and
moved back to the sofa and sat down. Lynne curled up in a ball
for a while and cried silently. I started to put the camera up,
but Jerry gave me an evil look which I took to mean that he
wanted me to keep recording my wife's agony. 

Rob finally took the camera back and I went and sat down as Lynne
cried herself to sleep right there on the rug. 

It was getting late and Rob and Jerry put their shorts on and
tried to decide what they wanted for dinner. There wasn't a lot
of food in the house. We normally go shopping on Saturday and of
course my wife was too busy being raped over and over to get
around to grocery shopping. They decided to order pizza and have
it delivered. I took the orders and called them in. I decided
against calling the place that we normally call for pizza. I was
afraid that they would use this as yet another opportunity to
humiliate us.

While they watched TV they ordered Lynne to go clean up again.
She was back in half and hour looking refreshed, but depressed.
Jerry looked at her and told her she had better perk up or he
would have to think of something to lighten her mood. I didn't
know what the hell he was expecting from her. 

I had made out the check for the pizza and to no one's surprise,
when it arrived Lynne was sent to the door to invite the pizza
deliverer in. She opened the door in the nude and invited the guy
in. He was so captivated by my wife's nude body that at first he
didn't notice that there were three men in the room! I walked
over and took the pizza from him and handed him the check. Before
he could leave though, Jerry said, "Lynne, why don't you take
this nice young man into the kitchen and give him his tip."

She had known it was coming and she never even changed
expression. She took him by the hand and led him into the kitchen
and for the next few minutes all we heard were his moans of
ecstasy.  He finally came breezing back through with a huge smile
on his face. Before he left he thanked Jerry profusely. Then he
rushed to his car and sped off, anxious I am sure, to return to
the pizza parlor and regale his friends with the story of what
just happened to him.

Lynne came out from the kitchen a minute later with plates and
napkins for everyone and I went in and brought out four more
beers.

Rob and Jerry had voracious appetites. It was easy to imagine
why. Lynne and I had a couple of small slices, but neither of us
had much of an appetite. 

It was getting late and since the sexual appetites of both men
were sated they decided that Rob would sleep in our bed and Jerry
in the guest bedroom. Our third bedroom had been turned into a
computer room so Lynne and I would sleep on the couch. It
suddenly occurred to everyone that the luggage was still in the
trunk of our car. So I had to go out and empty the trunk and they
separated their bags and went to bed. 

Lynne had gotten a couple of blankets from the linen closet and
we stretched out on the sofa. I held her close and she went to
sleep crying in my arms. We slept pretty well considering. Except
for the time during the night when I woke up and saw that Lynne
was sitting on the edge of the sofa and Jerry was standing in
front of her fucking her face.

The man was insatiable! He finally came, but after the first
spurt shot down her throat he pulled out and shot the rest all
over her face. She licked his cock clean when he was finished and
he ordered her to leave his cum on her face and went back to bed.
She finally stretched out on her back, trying to keep Jerry's cum
from dripping down on the furniture. I put my arm under her head
and held her close as she cried herself back to sleep. 

I guess everyone was exhausted because the next morning, Sunday,
everyone slept late. Jerry finally came out around ten thirty and
said, "Come on cunt, time for a shower."

Lynne groaned, but got up and walked back to the bedroom. I got
up and used the guest bathroom. Then I went out and started
coffee. I made some bacon and toast and put them in the oven to
keep warm and waited for everyone to come back out. I assumed
there would be some morning hardons to take care of. I tried not
to think about it.

They finally came out. The men were dressed but Lynne was still
nude of course. Jerry sent her out to get the paper in the yard.
She didn't even look to see who was out there. She just walked
out and picked up the paper and waked back in.

I was taking egg orders while they sipped their coffee but Lynne
came in and took over the cooking so I got a cup of coffee and
set the table. Rob and Jerry read the paper and I stayed as close
as I could to Lynne. We even managed to exchange a few quick
kisses which seemed to cheer her up a little. She whispered, "I
can't believe you still want to kiss me!" 

I smiled at her and kissed her again and whispered back, "All
over!"

I know it wasn't much, but it seemed to cheer her up a little. I
was really worried about her mental health.

We served them in the dining room. She and I ate in the kitchen.

After breakfast we started cleaning up and Rob ordered me to make
another pot of coffee. He said it was going to be a long day.
Then he told us that we would be going grocery shopping as soon
as we finished. The thought of and hour or so alone was
surprisingly invigorating.

Lynne dressed quickly but Rob made her go back in and take her
underwear off. She came back out in the same clothes, but feeling
a lot more exposed.

Before we could leave Rob threw us the keys to their rental car
and told us to drop by the club where we had first met them and
pick up the car and bring it here. 

Lynne grabbed her purse and her shopping list and we left for the
club, and then the grocery store. We didn't dare drag it out too
long, but we took every moment we thought we could get away with.
Finally we could put it off no longer and I drove the rental car
back to the house. Lynne followed in our car.

Rob and Jerry had papers spread out all over the dining room
table and were working when we started carrying groceries in.
They ignored us and we finished up and started putting things
away. Rob said, "She can do that. You better get out there and
get your yard work done."

I didn't want to leave her alone in here, but then, my presence
hadn't done her any good so far.

I headed for the door between the kitchen and the garage and as I
was on the way out I heard Rob say to Lynne, "Who said you could
wear clothes in the house cunt? Get those off!"

Then I was outside concentrating on yard work. Concentrating very
hard so that I wouldn't think of what our life had been like
since Friday night, and what it would be like for another twelve
days. Concentrating so hard I didn't hear Harry come up behind
me. 

"What the hell is going on Dave?" he asked in an excited whisper.


I was so startled I dropped my hedge trimmers. I looked toward
the house to see if anyone could see us here. We were out of the
view of any of our windows so I turned and tried to think what I
could possibly say to Harry to convince him that everything was
alright.

Harry was a wonderful old guy. His wife died a couple of years
ago. Until then we had spent many evenings with them, gone out to
dinners and movies and BBQs in the back yard and card and board
games on many a Saturday night. They were like our substitute
parents. After his wife died we worried about him becoming a
hermit or something. He didn't. He had his friends he played
poker with and went bowling with. He played golf. And we still
had him over once a week for dinner and a game of dominoes or
something. 

I knew he would want to help but I knew of nothing he or anyone
else could do. Especially now that Rob had all of those nasty
movies!

Harry was waiting for an answer and I said as sincerely as I
could, "Harry, I know it doesn't look good. I can't really
explain it right now. I just have to ask you to ignore what you
see over here for the next twelve days and after that everything
will be back to normal and I will try to explain everything."

Harry looked pretty skeptical, but there wasn't really anything
he could do about it right now. He told me that, "If you two are
in any trouble, or if there is anything you need you come to me.
You two are like my own kids and you know I would do anything for
you."

I knew he meant it, but I didn't want anything to happen to him.
I thought it best if we just toughed this out. I thanked him for
his concern and promised to explain everything in two weeks. Then
I told him I had to get back to work and he went back across the
street, obviously not convinced.

I finished up my yard work. We have a small yard and it only
takes a couple of hours to do it right. I did the minimum and
finished up in just over an hour. I put everything away and went
inside, afraid of what I would find. 

Nothing was going on. Rob and Jerry were still doing paperwork. I
guess there is a lot of work involved in hostile takeovers. I
went to my bedroom to take a shower and put some clean clothes
on. Lynne was changing bed linens and doing laundry, in the nude
of course. 

We hugged quickly and I kissed her before I went in for my
shower. I could tell by her breath that something had happened
while I was outside. I could smell cum on her breath. She didn't
say anything about it and neither did I.

When I had finished my shower and dressed I went back out to the
living room. I saw our tormenters in the dining room putting
their work away. 

Lynne brushed past me and went into the kitchen. She had prepared
an early supper and it was ready. I helped her set the table and
we all sat down to eat. Rob and Jerry talked business and ignored
us, which was just fine with us.

Then Jerry suggested that since it was going to be a long hard
week that maybe they should go out for a couple of hours, have a
couple of drinks and turn in early. Rob thought that was a good
idea. We had hoped that they would be going out alone but I
suppose we should have known better.

They stood up and told us to come with them. Lynne looked at them
in confusion. She was still naked, of course. 

"I can't go out like this," she exclaimed. "What do you want me
wear?"

Jerry grinned at her and said, "Your outfit is still in the car
stupid."

Lynne paled at the thought of going out again in that tiny little
slip she had worn to the hotel this morning. Not to mention
having to go out to the car once more in the nude, but she knew
it would do no good to argue. I grabbed my car keys and we headed
out the door.

I locked the front door quickly and hurried to open the car
doors. I didn't see anyone around as we went out but halfway to
the car a couple of teenage boys in a car were driving by when
they spotted Lynne walking across the yard in the nude. The car
screeched to a stop in front of the house and the boys watched as
Lynne was led slowly out to our car. To add to her misery Jerry
led her around the car and made her get in on the street side,
not three feet from where the teenagers had come to a stop. I
felt sorry for Lynne, but the look on the faces of those two boys
was hilarious!

When we were all in the car I started the engine and pulled away
from the curb. Rob directed me to drive out toward the airport.
We drove in silence until we started to get near the airport. I
was ordered down a frontage road and suddenly I knew where we
were going. This was the area of town where most of the tattoo
parlors and adult businesses were located, including the strip
clubs. Rob turned to Lynne and told her that since she was such a
good dancer they thought she would enjoy dancing for them.

I parked in front of the strip club that Rob selected and we all
got out of the car. Lynne was still naked but after we got out
Rob handed her that little slip that was her outfit for the
night. Then we entered the club and found a seat. It was kind of
early for this kind of entertainment. There were only a dozen
guys sitting around watching one girl dance listlessly.

We ordered drinks and watched the dancer. Jerry told Lynne to pay
attention; she might learn something she could use. Rob was
looking around and he got up and walked around. He went to the
bar and talked to the bartender for a minute and in a few minutes
a large, rough looking man came out of the back and went over to
talk with Rob. 

As they talked they kept glancing over at our table. Finally Rob
returned to our table and told Lynne she was in luck. It wasn't
amateur night, but the manager was always looking for new talent
so he was going to give Lynne a tryout. 

I saw the panic on Lynne's face but we didn't say anything. It
was inevitable. Jerry tapped Lynne on her shoulder and pointed to
a customer not far away getting a lap dance. He told her to study
the young lady because she would undoubtedly be asked to do some
of that as well. Lynne slumped in her seat, ignoring the way her
slip slid up, baring her shaved pussy. But she watched the bored
young woman rubbing her body all over the excited customer.

As she watched she drank quickly and asked for another. Rob
smiled and said, "Okay, but we don't want you to overdo it and
not fully enjoy your debut."

Rob called a waitress over and ordered another round of drinks
and when they were delivered Lynne downed hers quickly.

While she drank Rob explained to her that she would be announced
soon and she would go up on stage and dance as sexily as she was
able. Since she didn't have a stripper outfit she would just take
off her slip right away and dance nude. She would have to dance
through three songs, and if he was not impressed by her
enthusiasm he had some ideas on how to make her very sorry. When
her third song had ended she was to go around to all the
customers and ask them if they would like a lap dance. If they
did she would do what she had seen that other girl do for one
entire song. Except that unlike with the strippers, the men would
be allowed to touch her as much as they pleased.

Lynne looked up at Rob, a look of desperation on her face and
asked desperately, "Why are you doing this to me?"

Rob smiled broadly and responded, "Because I can, because I enjoy
it. Because it excites me to see you suffer the way you are this
very moment. It turns me the fuck on!"

A voice was coming out of the speakers in the suddenly quiet
room. It announced that a young lady in the audience wanted to
dance for their pleasure. I assumed the announcer was the manager
behind the obvious one way glass in the wall at the far end of
the room. He went on to say that it was the ladies first time in
a strip club and that she really didn't know what to do, so she
was just going to dance for us.

Rob was shoving her out of her chair and pointing out the stairs
at the end of the stage. Lynne stumbled toward the stairs as the
announcer asked the audience to put their hands together and
welcome Lynne to her stage debut. 

She looked like a deer caught in the headlights. She made her way
up on the stage and when the loud, fast music began to blare from
the speaker Lynne started dancing. She was awkward at first, but
she is a natural and loves to dance. Before long she was looking
pretty hot. Of course her breasts were slipping around loosely
under the slip and her pussy was uncovered more than it was
covered so the crowd didn't mind that she didn't dance like a
stripper. 

Rob caught her attention and nodded at her. She knew what he
meant. As she danced she slowly pulled the little slip up, baring
her shaved pussy, her flat stomach, and finally her beautiful
breasts as they bobbed back and forth while she danced. She
tossed her only garment to me at our table and I caught it and
put it over the back of her chair. 

I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She was beautiful! I wasn't
the only one that thought so. Every man in the place had perked
up and was watching intently and cheering eagerly as she danced
around the stage displaying her charms to everyone.

Half way through her second number Jerry stood up and moved up to
stage. He wiggled his finger at her, calling her closer. As she
danced up to him he reached up and pushed a dollar bill into her
pussy with his finger. 

Lynne had been trying to forget what she was doing and who was
watching. She had really gotten into the music and tried to just
dance for her own pleasure. Jerry had just shattered that. She
was instantly brought back to the moment.

Jerry sauntered back to our table, smiling his evil smile at me,
taunting me for not being able to protect my wife.

When Jerry sat down I looked back at the stage and now all the
men in the place were lining the stage and taking their turn
shoving dollar bills into my wife's pussy. She was trying to keep
dancing, but they were making it very difficult. It was rapidly
getting out of hand until the bartender came over and restored
some order. 

Lynne struggled through one last song and returned to our table
to loud cheers, whistles and cat calls. She was so happy to be
off of the stage that she had forgotten what she had been told to
do next. She remembered as soon as she saw Jerry's face though. 

She stood there for a moment. I knew she wanted to plead with
them. Instead she dropped a handful of one dollar bills on the
table, picked up my drink and gulped it down, and then moved
slowly to the nearest customer. She bent over and spoke into his
ear, asking him if he wanted a lap dance. 

Lynne had been instructed that in order to maintain her amateur
standing she was not to charge for this service. When the
customer heard it was free he sat back and yelled "Hell yes!"
Everyone in the place was watching and they all laughed at his
enthusiasm. I think that it must have been obvious to everyone
that she was not enjoying this, and that she was being made to do
it. That seemed to empower them. They fed on it and seemed to
want to increase the level of her discomfort.

Another stripper had taken to the stage and started her act. As
soon as the music started Lynne started her lap dance. Her first
customer was a middle age man who appeared to be about half
drunk. Lynne moved in and began moving her body over him, trying
her best to imitate the lap dance she had seen earlier. 

Soon after she had started the man brought his hand around and
gently moved it over her ass. When he was permitted this liberty
he pressed on, greedily moving his hands all over her body,
concentrating most of his attention on her perfect breasts which
he kept trying to pull into his mouth. By the end of the 'dance'
it was more of a wrestling match.

Finally the song ended and Lynne struggled out of the man's arms.
The next table was two men, younger men, not bad looking but
obviously eager to continue the wrestling match. As Lynne made
her way reluctantly to their table the bartender rushed over and
pointed out a smaller, slightly more private side room. Lynne
nodded and then as she bent over to ask the guy if she could give
him a lap dance his hand went right to her pussy and rubbed her
openly. Then she was forced to invite him to join her in the back
room. 

Both men grabbed their drinks and followed her into the back
room. Jerry and Rob stood up and I was forced to follow. I
grabbed my ginger ale and Lynne's slip and we went back to the
small back room. There were a couple of tables on one side and a
long bench on the other side. The men were sitting on the bench
and Lynne was attempting to do her lap dance with the first man.
We sat down at one of the empty tables and I noticed that the
narrow doorway was quickly filled with men waiting their turn for
one of Lynne's lap dances. 

The young man had seen what the first guy had gotten away with.
He had also seen the bartender send them to this more private
room. He didn't know that Lynne could not say no to him, but he
was going to see how far he could go. He had been watching women
undress for an hour now. He had especially enjoyed Lynne's dances
and he was horny. He was going to go just as far as he could. 

As Lynne rubbed her body over his he explored her breasts and her
ass and then he pushed a finger inside of her. His friend was
sitting a foot away and egging him on and the men in the door
were cheering him on as well. 

He glanced at our table. He knew she had come in with us. He saw
the wide smiles on Rob and Jerry and figured he had a definite
green light. He said the hell with it and pulled his zipper down.
He fished his cock out and pulled her right down on top of it. 

Lynne squealed as his cock stabbed into her, but it had been
obvious where this was going and she didn't fight it. The young
man sighed loudly as his cock entered my wife. Then his hands
wrapped around her waist and he began lifting her up and down
rapidly. It didn't take long in this sexually charge atmosphere.
He quickly sprayed his cum deep in her steaming pussy and went
limp under her. 

As soon as she stood up the next man pulled her down onto the
bench beside him. He stood up and pulled his cock out and grabbed
her legs. He lifted her ass up and as she hung down with only her
shoulders and head on the bench he forced himself into her and
fucked her rapidly. He lasted a little longer than his buddy and
I was amazed when just before he shot his load into her she
screamed through a shivering orgasm of her own. This brought a
big cheer from the crowd in the door. 

The man fucking her finally shot his cum into her and gently sat
her back down on the bench. The two men who had just fucked her
stood up and put their pants back together. They gave each other
a high five and went back out to the main room. 

Another man came in and walked toward Lynne but before he could
do anything Jerry intervened. I stupidly thought that he was
going to put an end to this. Instead, he helped Lynne to her feet
and led her over to the other table in the room. He leaned her
over the table and she looked up at me, her face was only three
feet from me.

Jerry said to the men who were now crowding into the room, "This
should speed things up. The bitch has more than one hole. Okay,
go ahead guys, help yourselves."

Another cheer went up and instantly there was a cock in her mouth
and another cock in her sloppy pussy. 

The gang rape went on for over an hour. There had only been about
a dozen men in the club when we came in, so I don't know where
they were all coming from, but finally it ended.

Lynne was handed a towel by the manager, who had been watching
towards the end, so that she could clean up. When she had wiped
her face and body clean of cum he handed her another towel and
made her lean up the table she had been bent over and the floor
under her. When she had finished this last humiliating chore Rob
and Jerry stood up and told us to follow them. 

I grabbed Lynne's slip and followed them out. I was surprised at
how many men were in the audience now. It was twice as many as
when we came in! Lynne must have fucked and sucked at least two
dozen men, and I know that some of them went through twice.

We went out to the car, with Lynne still nude of course. They got
in the back as I drove home, but they didn't touch her. I knew
that they had enjoyed the show though, and were excited by her
humiliation and abuse. I knew that as soon as she had showered
she was going to get fucked again.

We pulled up to the house and I was told to leave the slip in the
car. We went into the house and just as I had assumed, Lynne was
ordered to shower and get back out here. Jerry told her to hurry.
They had to get to bed.

She was back in fifteen minutes with her hair and makeup intact
and they took her roughly, one after the other, on the rug at my
feet. 

When they had sated themselves they told us that they had to
leave for the office early tomorrow morning and they didn't know
what time they would be home. They took our cell phone numbers in
case they wanted to contact us. They told us to go about our
normal schedule tomorrow. Jerry said he would set out what Lynne
was to wear to work, and he would be checking on her.

After they went to bed, Lynne used the guest bathroom to clean up
and joined me on the couch again. I held her close, expecting her
to cry herself to sleep again but she didn't. She kissed me and
apologized again for getting us into this. She told me that she
would understand if I wanted her to leave when this was over. I
assured her that I loved her just as much as ever and I would
never ask her to leave. She looked at me, as if trying to figure
out if I were serious, and wondering how that could possibly be.
Then she put her head on my chest for a minute and whispered,
"Did you like my dance?"

I knew that there was chance that this could be one of those
trick questions that gets guys in so much trouble, but I told her
what I thought, which is what I thought she really needed to
hear.

"It was the most erotic thing I have ever seen in my life," I
said honestly. It had been. I almost came in my pants while my
wife was dancing on that stage and I told her that. 

She smiled up at me. A smile that warmed my heart, I had seen it
so rarely in the last few days. Then I felt her hand on my cock.
I was stripped down to my shorts and my cock was instantly hard.
She slid down and moved the cover off of me and pulled my shorts
down. 

"You don't have to do this," I said quietly. "I understand what
you are going through, and I don't want to be part of the
problem." 

"I want to," she whispered. "I need to."

She took me into her mouth. I knew her jaw must be very sore
after all of the abuse this evening but she didn't hesitate. She
took me into her mouth and then into her throat. It was
wonderful, and I had been so stimulated for so long that I was
embarrassed at how quickly I came. She swallowed it easily and
then smiled up at me. I thanked her and told her I knew how hard
that must have been for her. She just said, "I love you." 

She tried to pull her face away when I kissed her, but I didn't
let her. I kissed her passionately and held her close. "I can't
believe you could still kiss me after everything that has
happened," she said sadly. 

I reminded her that I had told her yesterday, I would always want
to kiss her, everywhere."

And then I slid down to the floor and did just that. I kissed her
everywhere. She tried to pull my head away when I neared her
pussy. "No," she said, a touch of fear in her voice. "Not after
what they did to me. Not after all those men."

I smiled at her and said, "I know you are sore. I won't hurt you.
I want you to know that nothing has changed. I love you and I
want you and I think you are just as beautiful and sexy as I did
last Thursday. I continue to adore you. I will continue to adore
you, no matter what happens." 

I resumed kissing her and I spread her legs slightly and gently
licked and kissed her red, swollen pussy. I was surprised that it
didn't show any signs of the abuse it had suffered lately. It did
not seem to be any more red or swollen than it might be after a
night of normal love making.

Lynne began to relax and was soon moaning quietly in pleasure. I
didn't attempt to enter her. I licked around her tender lips and
then teased her clit for a few minutes. I didn't expect her to
have an orgasm but she surprised me. She suddenly gripped my hair
and pulled hard enough to hurt as she struggled to muffle her
moans of pleasure. I felt her tense up and then slowly relax. 

I hugged her for a while with my head resting on her bare sex.
Then I moved up and held her and we kissed again, for a very long
time. We finally woke up at our regular time and I was relieved
to find that the assholes had already left for their office. 

We took a long hot shower together and then dried off. I went to
the closet to get out a fresh suit and I saw what had been laid
out for Lynne to wear to work today. It was a silky, flirty
little print dress that buttoned all the way up the front. It was
totally inappropriate for her to wear to work. It only came to
mid thigh and was thin enough that the outlines of her nipples
would show. I knew because she had worn it out on more than one
evening and it had been very exciting. But not to work in for
god's sake!

I noticed too that the top three and bottom three buttons had
been cut off. Only five buttons remained. I couldn't believe that
asshole Jerry expected her to wear this to work!

Lynne came in while I was looking at it and groaned in dismay.
She slipped it on and buttoned the remaining buttons and stood in
front of the mirror. The topmost of the remaining buttons was so
low that her breasts were nearly uncovered. If she moved she had
to be very careful not to expose her nipples. 

The bottommost of the remaining buttons was just about an inch
below her bare pussy. We looked at each other in shock. They had
said that they would do nothing to have an effect on our careers.
I don't know why we had been stupid enough to believe them. Maybe
it was just that we had no choice but to believe them. There was
no way she could wear this to work! She was a professional, a
programmer/analyst for a very staid institution. She looked more
like she was dressed for another strip joint.

With tears in her eyes she looked at me and said, "I have to. He
said he was going to check up on me."

We got our stuff together and went out to the car. I saw Harry
outside and we waived to him. I saw that he noticed Lynne's
inappropriate dress, but he didn't say anything.

I drove into the city. Lynne works several blocks from me. The
ride was quiet, neither of us could think of anything to say. I
dropped Lynne off at the usual place and watched her struggle to
maintain some little bit of decency as she entered her building.
I finally pulled back into traffic and drove to my parking
garage. I sat in the car for a long time. I knew that there was
no way we could do this for two weeks. I just didn't know how to
end it without going to prison. I hoped it would be an easy day
at work. I had some soul searching to do.

It turned out to be a fairly easy day, much to my surprise. Most
Mondays are like Mondays! I moved papers around my desk and tried
to look busy but all I could think about was how to get rid of
those bastards that were trying to destroy us just for the hell
of it.

I had been wrestling with the problem for an hour or so when I
looked up and to my great surprise I saw Harry walking into my
office. There was a look of concern, and a look of determination
on his face. He came in and closed my office door and sat down,
all without saying a word.

He stared at me for a few minutes and then he said, "You remember
what I told you?" 

I assumed he meant that Lynne and I were like his kids. I nodded,
wondering where this was going.

"I saw you guys when you came home last night." I felt my face
turn red but I didn't say anything. "And I saw what she was
wearing to work this morning."

There was a long pause and then he said "Damn it Dave, what the
hell is going on?!"

I didn't want to tell him, but it was obvious I needed help. I
had nowhere else to turn. I was embarrassed, and afraid of losing
the friendship and respect of someone I admired, but it was
obvious that on my own I could not solve this horrible
situation.

So I told him. I told him almost everything, right from the
beginning. I left out some of the graphic descriptions and more
perverted acts, but I told him enough that he had an accurate
picture of our situation.

I watched his face as I spoke. He was obviously shocked, and
furious. "Why in hell didn't you say anything? Damn it Dave, what
are friends for?"

I shrugged and said, "I didn't want you to get hurt. And we
didn't want anyone to know what horrible things were happening to
us.....to Lynne."

He asked me a lot of questions. I knew what building the two men
were working in, and their first names. Other than their hotel
address when they first arrived in town I didn't know much else
about them. They were not very forthcoming. I told Harry
everything I could. 

Harry sat quietly for a few minutes and said that he could fix
this. I didn't really believe him. He saw the skepticism in my
face and smiled. 

"Son," he said in a kindly manner, "just about everyone I know is
a cop, or a retired cop, or the father of a cop, or the son of a
cop. All those guys I play cards with, or play golf with, or go
bowling with, they are all cops. I used to be a cop. I retired
from the police department after I was wounded in the line of
duty. I couldn't use a handgun any more, but I was still healthy
enough to get on at the fire department. I know all the right
people to take care of this. It may take a day to work it out,
but by tomorrow evening I am pretty sure this will all be gone
away."

I wanted to hug him! In fact, I got up and went around the desk
and I did just that. "Thank you Harry," I said emotionally. "I
was on the verge of buying a gun, and doing something stupid."

He just smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's taken care of. It
will be hard, but don't say anything to Lynne yet. I don't want
them to know that anything is wrong." I nodded and he started to
leave.

I stopped him as he was leaving and told him about all of the
disks that Rob had recorded. He told me not to worry, I would get
them back. Then he waived and left the office.

I wanted more than anything to tell Lynne that the nightmare was
almost over, but I trusted Harry and I didn't want to jeopardize
anything he had planned.

At the same time that Harry was leaving my office, Lynne was
leaving hers. She had gotten a call from Jerry on her cell phone
and he had ordered her to meet him outside of the parking garage
in the basement of his building. He informed her that he could
see the sidewalk from his office and he would be watching to make
sure that she walked with her back straight and her arms at her
sides and her dress doing whatever it would do. 

She had spent the entire morning at her desk, putting off several
meetings and some rather important tasks which would have
required her to leave her seat. She didn't want any more people
to see her than she could avoid. 

Now she was walking down the street towards Jerry's office
building. Her breasts were bouncing freely and she was conscious
that every few steps one or the other of her nipples would slide
briefly into view. She knew that there was a good chance her bare
slit was being exposed as well, especially with that light breeze
blowing in her face and ruffling her light dress. 

She tried not to see the looks on the faces of the people she
passed. The shocked looks on the women and many of the men, the
leers on the faces of most of the men. And she tried not to cry.
She tried not to think at all. She finally made it the block and
a half to his building and turned down the narrow side street to
the entrance to the parking garage.

She didn't see him when she got there and so she stood nearby,
waiting, hoping nobody mistook her for a prostitute.

She waited for about five minutes. Except for her outfit she
didn't mind waiting. She would rather wait for him than be with
him. Eventually she saw him walking casually out of the dark
parking garage. He waived her over and she walked to where he
stood waiting and obviously enjoying watching her walk in what
was left of her dress. 

He took her arm and led her across the garage to a small office
where a security guard was sitting, watching them through the
plate glass window. He stood up when they entered. He was a very
large, older black man and he was obviously enjoying the view.

Jerry said, "Hey Chief. Where's that office you said I could
use?"

The security guard said,"Right this way boss." He turned and led
the way down a small dark hallway and into a cold room with
cinderblock walls. The only furniture was an old metal desk.

Jerry pushed her into the room and said, "Strip!"

Lynne looked up and saw the security card close the door and lean
back against it watching with great interest. "The lock doesn't
work," the guard said with a leering smile on his face.

She looked down at the floor, but she could feel their eyes on
her as she quickly unfastened the five remaining buttons on her
dress. She slid the dress down her shoulders and dropped it onto
the desk. 

Jerry pushed her to her to her knees and she automatically
started unfastening his pants. She pulled his cock free and
started sucking it the way he liked. She sucked him for several
minutes before he pulled her to her feet and lifted her onto the
cold metal desk. He pushed her back and lifted her legs and
entered her quickly as the security guard watched. She glanced at
him and saw the bulge in his pants. She knew that when Jerry had
finished using her she would find herself under the massive body
of the guard.

Jerry pumped into her, not so much fucking her as using her to
masturbate into and getting off on her humiliation. He came
quickly and pulled out of her. She slid to the floor as soon as
he stepped back and she sucked and licked until his cock and
balls were clean. 

Jerry stepped back and as he put his clothes back together he
said, "All you have to do now is pay for the room." Jerry took
the guards place at the door and watched. It looked like he was
enjoying the show just as much as he enjoyed sticking his cock
into her. 

The large black man moved his hands all over her, roughly
squeezing and pulling on her breasts while looking into her eyes.
He pushed her to her knees and she opened his pants and pulled
them down to his knees. His shorts followed and he stood there
with his huge gut hanging over his genitals. His manhood wasn't
hidden though. She had no trouble at all locating his cock. It
hung down over his huge balls, almost to his knees! It was the
biggest cock she had ever seen, even in pictures! 

She stared at it, a look of awe on her face, and fear. She looked
over at Jerry, hoping for a last minute reprieve, but not only
was there no hope of any sympathy from Jerry, she saw that he had
Rob's camera out and was filming her shame so that it could be
enjoyed by Rob later. 

She reached out tentatively and grasped his huge cock. She moved
her hand over it and lifted it up to her face. She noticed that
it was hard already, thank god, it was already far too large to
fit into her! She moved her hands over it and began licking it.
She felt his organ twitching as she moved her tongue over it. She
noticed copious amounts of clear fluid begin oozing from the
large hole in the end of his organ and forced herself to lick the
slimy stuff from the end of his cock. Then she licked back down
the shaft to his huge sweaty balls. She tried to take one of his
balls into her mouth but it wouldn't fit! It was almost as large
as a baseball! So she licked his sack all over. 

Jerry had come closer for some nice close-ups and as he recorded
her continued abuse he spoke quietly to the big guard. "She has
another little trick she likes to do," he said. "Why don't you
lean over that desk right there? You're gonna love this!"

The guard smiled and bent down over the desk and looked back to
watch her as she turned and looked at his massive, sweaty,
smelly, black ass. She leaned forward but had to pause as she
gagged. She got it under control, turned her head to the side and
took a deep breath and then stuck out her tongue and touched it
to his flesh. She moved her tongue up and down the crack of his
ass several times and then she separated the cheeks of his ass
with her small hands and buried her face in his ass, licking and
sucking on his unclean asshole. 

It was horrible! She started gagging again and had to pull her
face away and take a couple of gasping breaths. She looked up at
Jerry, but there was no mercy there. She moved her face back
between the cheeks of the guard's ass and resumed tonguing his
asshole. 

The guard was moaning with pleasure and would probably have let
her continue for a long time, but Jerry wanted to keep things
moving. I suppose he had to get back to work. He said something
to the guard that Lynne couldn't hear and suddenly the guard
stood up and stepped back. He leaned down and picked Lynne up and
dropped her on the desk.

Jerry moved into a position that permitted him to record both the
massive cock which was about to ravage Lynne's small vagina and
the look of horror on her face. A look that he knew would soon
become a look of pain.

The guard plopped his huge tube of meat down on her stomach and
ordered her to put it in. She realized that his gut was so large
he couldn't even see their sex organs. She put her hand around
the huge cock and placed it at the entrance to her pussy. She was
grateful now that Jerry had already fucked her. That was a
thought that she never expected to have! She guided the head of
the cock up and down her slit, lubricating it with the fresh cum
oozing out of her slit and then pulled him into her slowly. 

It wasn't too bad at first. She had gotten used to Rob's large
cock. The head of this giant's cock was only slightly larger than
the base of Rob's cock. But she knew it was going to get bad
quickly.

And it did. The guard lifted her legs high in the air and held
onto her ankles. Then he started forcing inch after inch of his
huge black meat into her. He watched the expression on her face
change from fear and loathing to pain, to agony. When his tool
was finally buried in her it punched into her cervix with every
thrust. Both men smiled in pleasure at her pain. 

The guard began fucking her violently and her suffering brought
him to new heights of pleasure. He watched her beautiful breasts
swinging violently with the force of his brutal fuck strokes and
long before he was ready for it to end he exploded deep in
Lynne's horribly stretched cunt.

He finally pulled out, but held her legs open as he watched with
great amusement her throbbing pussy, still gaping open and oozing
his sperm out onto the table.

Jerry got a good close up and then told her to eat it. 

With an obvious look of disgust on her face she began scooping up
the gooey mess leaking from the gaping hole between her legs and
bringing it to her lips. It took several minutes to get as much
as she could, then she was put on her feet by the giant and
ordered to lick the desk clean. There was a large pool of cooling
cum on the desk and she licked it up while Jerry recorded more of
her humiliation. Finally she was ordered to clean the giant's
cock and balls and put her dress back on. 

Jerry put the camera in his pocket. He told her that instead of
going home after work he wanted her and Dave to meet them at a
nearby steakhouse. He said that they would be a little late, but
that we were to wait for them. He instructed Lynne that while we
were waiting she was to tell me, in minute detail, everything
that had happened to her today. "Tell him not to worry;" Jerry
said sarcastically. "We'll let him watch the movie of the good
parts tonight when we get home."

Jerry left and the guard was nice enough to show Lynne to a
restroom where she could clean herself up. He didn't let her do
it in private of course. He watched as she took her dress off
again and used wet paper towels to clean the drying cum from her
thighs and her stomach and her pussy. Then she washed her face
and hands and dried off with more paper towels. She sprayed her
body lightly with perfume and put her dress back on and walked
back to work, still fighting to hold back the tears. 

I continued to move paperwork around on my desk all day, but I
couldn't concentrate and I didn't get any work done. Finally it
was time to leave and I cleaned up my desk and went out to the
parking garage. 

I drove to where I pick Lynne up and she got in the car, fighting
to expose as little of herself as possible to the throngs on the
street. I started to drive home but she told me of the change of
plans and I drove to the steakhouse where Jerry had told Lynne
that we were to meet them for supper.

It was still early when we got there. There were only a few other
cars in the parking lot. We went inside and the host did a double
take when he saw the way Lynne was dressed. Then he smiled
broadly and said, "Ah yes, you have a reservation." 

This was a surprise, and it set off warning bells. Unfortunately,
there was nothing we could do but follow the host to a quiet
booth in the back. A young waiter appeared almost instantly and I
told him that we would be joined by two men in a while and that
for now we would just have drinks.

He may have heard me, but he didn't see me.  He was staring
openly at Lynne. I couldn't blame him. Her beautiful breasts were
all but exposed, and it was impossible to keep her dress closed
over her lap. Her thighs were almost totally exposed and she has
the kind of long lovely legs that guys go nuts over.

Our drinks finally arrived and Lynne told me that she had been
ordered to tell me in "minute detail" what had happened to her
today. For the next fifteen minutes that's what she did. She told
me everything that happened from the time she arrived at work.
She told me about the humiliation she had felt moving through her
office in the outfit she had been forced to wear, and about the
phone call from Jerry summoning her to his office building. The
way she had felt walking down the street as her breasts were
exposed to strangers and they turned and gawked at her. The
remarks from some of the crude young men she passed.

Then she told me what had happened when she got there. She
described the security guard and everything they had done. When
she was finished she finally cried. I held her close and tried to
comfort her. I wanted more than anything to tell her about my
conversation with Harry. I knew that it would help her. I was
really worried about her mental health right now. But what if I
told her and she let something slip, or acted differently? What
if I told her and they found out and were able to thwart Harry's
plans? I just couldn't take that chance. It was just one more
night.

The waiter was constantly stopping by the table to see if we
needed anything, and to check Lynne out. So the service was
excellent. We each had two drinks and then I switched to ginger
ale but Lynne kept drinking margaritas. 

We had been there about an hour when Lynne's cell phone rang. She
answered it fearfully after seeing who was calling. She said
hello and then was silent, listening for a few minutes. Then she
hung up and without looking me in the eye said I have something
to do, I'll be right back. 

She got up and went down a nearby hallway. She was gone about ten
or fifteen minutes and she came back with only the center button
on her dress fastened! Her breasts and her belly were totally
exposed! She quickly sat down and gulped her drink. Then she
turned to me and told me that she had been ordered to go to a
store room and give the host and the waiter a tip. 

The waiter showed up at our table again as soon as Lynne finished
her drink. He looked around quickly and then put his hand on my
wife's tit and asked if she was ready for another drink. She
nodded her head and reluctantly he took his hand away and went to
get it. He didn't bring it back though.

Another young waiter brought her drink back and set it in front
of her. As soon as his hand was free he reached for my wife's
tits. He glanced at me to see what I would do, but of course I
could do nothing. His groping lasted for several minutes and then
I heard him tell her that his smoke break was in ten minutes and
he was looking forward to it more than he ever had. 

Lynne and I sat quietly, holding hands and wondering just how bad
this evening was going to be. The second waiter came to the table
in a few minutes and nodded at Lynne. She got up and followed him
down the hall. She was back in fifteen minutes. The waiter had
merely leaned her over a pile of boxes in the store room and
flipped her little dress up and fucked her quickly from behind.
When he finished she dropped to her knees and cleaned him as she
was trained to do. He had not expected it, but had enjoyed it. He
went back to his duties and Lynne went back across the hall to
the ladies room and cleaned up again. Then she returned to her
seat.

Finally our tormenters arrived and Lynne was pulled out of her
seat so that Jerry could slide into the booth between us. I slid
down to make more room. Then Lynne sat back down and Rob slid in
beside her. They complimented her on the way she looked and she
was forced to tell them what had happened since we arrived. 

As she talked quietly with her head down Jerry reached over and
unfastened the final button on her dress so that it just hung
loosely from her shoulders. He opened it up and rested it on the
outsides of her breasts so that she was totally exposed. The
restaurant had begun to fill up but it was dark in our corner and
we were a little out of the way. Still, there was a lot of
traffic down that hallway to the restrooms and many of the people
passing must surely have seen Lynne's exposed breasts. I was
watching my hands holding my drink, and wishing it was a stronger
drink. I didn't see all the surprised faces and all the men who
paused to enjoy the view. 

I heard Rob congratulate Lynne on the latest video. Jerry had
showed him the recording of her and the massive security guard.
He told her that he had really enjoyed it and he was horny as
hell.

Lynne didn't say anything. The waiter brought drinks and sat them
in front of Rob and Jerry. We ordered dinner, but neither Lynne
nor I had much of an appetite. I just wanted this night to end.
Dinner dragged on for probably another hour. When the ordeal was
finally over Lynne was allowed to button only the three center
buttons of her dress. She might as well not have bothered. As we
walked out of the restaurant conversation stopped. She was
totally exposed with every step she took. It seemed like a very
long restaurant that night.

In the parking lot, Jerry went to their car and followed us.
Lynne was forced to take her dress off before she got in the car
and hand it to Rob. He got in the back and she climbed in after
him. He sat behind me and she was forced to kneel on the seat and
suck his cock with her naked ass almost touching the side window.


I drove out of the parking lot and through the brightly lit
downtown streets. I was just catching the end of rush hour so
traffic was stop and go. The sidewalks were crowded and we were
inching along with my wife's ass on display. Before we had gone
far Rob said it was warm back there and ordered me to lower the
rear window. The rear windows only go down about three quarters
of the way. Still, Lynne's ass and her pussy must have been on
display to thousands of people on the way home that evening. I
was glancing back enough to see that Rob had two big orgasms on
the way home. 

I finally pulled up in front of our house and we got out. Rob and
Lynne were walking to the door. I grabbed her dress out of the
back seat and then hurried to get around them and unlock the
door. Lynne was ordered to clean up and I was sent to the kitchen
to get them drinks. I made strong ones for Lynne and myself as
well.

I was handed the disk which contained the recording of Lynne's
abuse at the hands of the security guard and ordered to put it on
and start it up. I complied and took my seat. 

I thought I was prepared for this. Lynne had told me everything
that had happened. As it turned out, no amount of preparation
would have been adequate, it was much worse to actually see it.
It was truly horrifying. You could see how unclean he had been.
There were stains in his underwear. It didn't look like they had
been changed in days! He must have reeked. 

Rob and Jerry sat back and watched and laughed and made lewd
comments until Lynne came out looking fresh and fuckable. She
blanched when she saw what we were watching. It was almost over
and they ignored her until we had all watched her finish her
cleanup chores in that cold empty office.

Then Jerry spoke up. "Hey Rob, I'm in the mood for another one of
those good old DPs, how about you?"

Rob seemed to think about it for a minute and then he said, "I
don't think so Jerry. Not tonight. I had a long hard day and we
have to get up early. Besides, I had the dumb cunt suck me off
twice on the way back here tonight. I think I'll just turn in.
Knock yourself out."

Rob left the room and went to bed. Jerry turned to Lynne and
said, "Well, I guess we could just have a quick fuck." Strange as
it sounds, Lynne was excited at the prospect. 

"Great," she thought. "Let's just do this and get it over with."

Jerry stood up and started undressing and then he looked at me
and said, "I have a great idea! Get undressed Davie boy." 

I stood and took my suit off and dropped it on the arm of my
chair. I slowly took my underwear off and Jerry ordered me to
stretch out on the floor in the middle of the room.

When I was where he wanted me Lynne was ordered to get down and
get me hard. She dropped to her knees between my legs and
lovingly licked and sucked on my cock and balls. I couldn't help
it, I was hard almost instantly. 

As soon as Jerry saw that I had an erection Lynne was ordered to
sit on it. She moved up over me and guided my cock to her slick
warm hole and slid down over it. She smiled at me quickly, but
then her face returned to its more normal vacant look. The look
she had whenever Rob or Jerry were around. 

Jerry stepped up to her head and she took him between her lips
and started sucking. He didn't stay there though. After a minute
or two enjoying the pleasures of her warm wet mouth he moved
behind her and pushed her down onto me. We could both feel him as
he knelt behind her and then Lynne cried out in pain as he forced
his cock into her ass with only her saliva for lubrication.

I wanted to kill him. Instead, all I could do was lie there and
hold Lynne and try to comfort her as he forced his cock deep into
her ass. 

I had never taken part in anything like this before and it felt
strange. I could feel his cock separated from my own by only a
thin membrane. I could feel every move he made as he slowly
pressed his cock all the way into her and then started fucking
her, raping her, hurting her. Fortunately he found the
opportunity to humiliate us like this to be highly erotic and he
came quickly. 

Lynne and I remained where we were as Jerry climbed off and moved
around and rammed his cock into her mouth just inches from my
face. I could smell the aromas from his cum and her ass and I
didn't know how she could stand it. I felt like gagging, but she
worked her mouth over his cock until it was clean, then he held
his cock out of the way and she licked his testicles clean. 

Jerry said, "Good night kids," and went back to his room and went
to bed. I was still holding Lynne. She was lying on top of me, my
cock was still buried in her pussy, but we weren't moving. She
was crying quietly. I could feel Jerry's cum. It was running out
of Lynne's ass and down over my balls and dripping down onto the
rug.

Lynne stopped crying eventually. I thought she had gone to sleep.
My cock had gone soft, but I was still buried in her soft warm
pussy. Then she started moving. Her face was buried in my neck
and she was slowly and gently caressing my cock with her pussy,
bringing it quickly back to hardness. 

She started sliding up and down on my shaft and whispering over
and over in my ear, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." 

Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I whispered in her ear to get
her attention. "Lynne. Lynne?" She continued chanting quietly as
she moved her pussy up and down my ass, "I'm sorry."

It took a minute, but finally I got her attention and she stopped
moving. When she finally looked up and our eyes met and I could
see that she was listening I began whispering to her quietly.
"Sweetheart, it is going to be over tomorrow. After tomorrow they
will be gone."

I saw the emotions flit across her face. She couldn't quite
understand. Or she couldn't quite bring herself to believe it. I
told her that tomorrow something was going to happen and it would
all be over. We just had to get through the rest of tonight and
tomorrow morning. But we couldn't let them know that something
was going to happen. She had to do anything they wanted until
they left the house tomorrow morning.

She stared into my eyes for a few moments. She really needed to
believe that was the truth. I held her and smiled as reassuringly
as I could and she collapsed onto me, holding me tight and
sobbing. 

We lay there like that for a long time. Her crying stopped and
much to my surprise she started moving on my cock again. She
lifted her face and smiled at me and whispered that she loved me,
and she used those amazing muscles in her pussy to make my cock
hard yet again. As we lay there staring into each others eyes and
feeling so much love for each other she fucked me to a wonderful,
mutual orgasm. Then she got up and, still smiling lovingly at me
she took me into her mouth and cleaned me thoroughly.

I tried to stop her. I told her she didn't have to do that
anymore. She lifted her head from my crotch and smiled and said,
"Yes I do, and I always will." 

We went down to the guest bathroom and cleaned up and then
cuddled up on the couch and finally went to sleep. I lay awake
for a long time though, praying that Harry would come through. I
didn't know what he had in mind, but if I didn't hear from him by
the end of the day I was going to a gun shop.

I was jiggled awake yet again, early in the morning and opened my
eyes to see Lynne sitting on the edge of the couch giving Jerry
another blowjob. "Christ!" I thought. "How in the fuck does he do
it?"

At least this time he shot all of his cum down her throat and
didn't spray her face with it. As soon as he went back to bed
Lynne curled up in my arms and we went back to sleep for a few
more minutes.

In the morning things went pretty much the same as yesterday.
Except this morning, after they left for work, I told Lynne to
dress normally. 

She asked me if I was sure. I looked at the slutty dress Jerry
had set out for her to wear and said, "Yes. It's over now. If
Jerry calls you today don't answer your phone. I'll call you at
noon. Okay?"

She nodded and we got ready for work. There wasn't any
conversation. We were still waiting for it to be true. 

At noon I called her and she told me that she had not had any
calls from either of them. I was relieved and after a brief
conversation I went back to shuffling papers on my desk.

At about two o'clock Harry came into my office. He had a very
serious look on his face and I was afraid that something had gone
wrong. He closed my door and sat down. He reached into his pocket
and pulled out a disk. "This is the only disk they had on them.
It was in the camera but I think it's blank. The others must
still be in your house." 

Then he tossed a large wad of mostly hundred dollar bills on my
desk and said wryly, "This is all the cash they had on them. I
figured you guys deserved it for room and board."

I still hadn't said a word. I wanted to jump up and hug him, but
I thought I should wait and find out what he had to say. He still
had that grave look on his face. Like something bad had
happened.

"We had someone go through their offices and remove any reference
to you or your address. We checked their cell phones and they
must have used land lines to call you because your numbers aren't
in their memories."

He looked up at me and said, "These guys are bad news. They have
a history of forcing women into making the worst kind of dirty
movies, the kind of movies that have a special clientele, the
kind that you can't buy unless you know someone. They also have
made women disappear, apparently into the white slave market. It
isn't what they do. They just happen to know some people and they
do it for the fun of it now and then. You guys don't have to
worry about them anymore. They are gone now."

I waited, a minute for him to continue and when he didn't I said,
"Gone?" 

"Don't ask," he said.

I didn't know what to say. I sat at my desk and cried like a
baby. I finally got myself under control and went around my desk
and shook his hand and then I hugged him. 

"I......we, owe you everything Harry. We are forever in your
debt." 

He put his arm around my shoulder and said reproachfully, "You
should have come to me that first day. You guys know how I feel
about you! You don't owe me anything. Watching Lynne fetch the
paper from your yard was payment enough." 

"But Harry," I said, "I didn't know you had an Army! I thought
you were a mild mannered retired fireman! I didn't want you to
get involved and get hurt. Besides, everything they did was so
humiliating. The idea of sharing what was happening to us
was......I just couldn't imagine it."

He told me to go through their stuff when I got home and shred
it. If they have anything of value we can keep it. It would be
better to get rid of it, but don't try to sell it. Just destroy
it and get rid of it.

Then he started for the door but I stopped him. I grabbed that
large pile of hundred dollar bills off of my desk and forced him
to take it. "You and your friends have a party," I said, and
thank them all for me, for both of us."

Harry smiled and left. I called Lynne immediately and suggested
that she tell her supervisor she was feeling ill and needed to go
home. I did the same and met her outside a few minutes later.

On the drive home I started telling her everything that I knew,
which wasn't really all that much. At home we hurried inside and
started gathering all of their belonging in the middle of the
living room. We went through and shredded all of their clothes. 

We discovered several caches of hundred dollar bills. All
together we found almost $50,000! We also found all the disks
that they had made of Lynne, and a couple dozen others besides.
When we looked through them later we found movies of the rape and
abuse of several other young women. We set them aside to see if
Harry's police friends could use them. We did the same with the
lap top we found. We couldn't access the data because it was
password protected, but someone in law enforcement might be able
to get something of use from it.

The only thing we didn't get rid of was their expensive
suitcases, the cash, the disks of Lynne in action, which for some
reason we could not bring ourselves to destroy, and a beautiful
diamond studded Rolex. Fuck it, I deserved it!

Life is pretty much back to normal now. Lynne smiles a lot again.
I was afraid she would be put off of sex, but the opposite seems
to have happened. We fuck like we did on our honeymoon! Harry
comes over once a week for dinner and to play a game. While he is
here Lynne is all over him. I suspect she has a special thank you
planned for Harry. She has told him to keep watching on Sunday
morning. You never know what she might be wearing when she goes
out to get the paper.

We watch the news every night to see if there is any update on
those two missing businessmen who were here on business from
Chicago. There is still no word.

Oh, and Lynne just showed me an ad in the paper for amateur night
at a local strip club and wanted to know if I would be
interested. She also wondered if Harry might enjoy a night out.

THE END


Comments? Criticism? Email vulgus@hotmail.com
To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.







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