Chapter 3: That Fateful Night
After Ron left the morning after he whipped my wife's ass and mercilessly fucked
her unprepared bottom, she and I were left alone. I did my best for the rest of
the morning to soothe both the horrible red stripes on her backside as well as
her feelings. She was very distraught that she had agreed to make the money Ron
needed for the cruise by selling her body that coming Saturday night. After
all, needing that much money was going to force her to be with many, many
strangers. I tried to not show an "I told you so." attitude by flaunting the
fact that she had wanted to have this type of relationship with Ron in the first
place. I mean, God, look at us both now. Karen with her nipples and clitoris
pierced and "Ron's Slut" tattooed over her pubic line and me with my cock locked
in a plastic cage that prevented me from attaining an erection, the head of my
cock pierced with a lock secured to the cage, and the word "Cocksucker" tattooed
across my lower stomach. We made a fine pair.
Karen was in a bad way and I told her that I was very sorry about what Ron was
going to make her do. I asked her if she really meant what she said when Ron
was fucking her ass when she kept crying out that she hated me again and again.
She tearfully said yes and no. She said that she would always love me but that
she sometimes felt she hated me for even showing her any kind of sexual
relationship out of the norm. I quietly asked her if she regretted what she had
gotten herself into. Again she replied with a yes and no. Yes because of where
the relationship with Ron was headed what with her committed to a night of
prostitution coming up in a few short days. And no, because she really did
enjoy Ron and the way he made her feel.
I asked her then what she intended to do. She tearfully replied that she
couldn't possibly refuse to go through with what she had just promised Ron
because Ron was right in that he now owned her and also because she felt she
couldn't go through another session of punishment like the one she had just
endured. "So it looks like I am going to have to learn and excel at the world's
oldest profession this Saturday night so he won't beat the hell out of me again,
doesn't it? Besides with our tattoos and the videos Ron has made of both of us,
how can I say no?" Reluctantly I had to nod my head yes.
After what Karen had gone through that morning she only wanted to sleep. I laid
her down on her stomach with her entire rear covered with some soothing cream
and she immediately dropped off. I got dressed and went to work though, as I
was more and more frequently these days, I had a hard time concentrating while
wondering where all this would go and how it was going to further change our
lives.
Well, that fateful Saturday night came along sooner than anyone thought or
wished. Most of the marks on Karen's rear had healed but there were still
several black and blue marks that hadn't had time to fade. I was only able to
verify this by having to clean her up after her and Ron fucked each other daily.
For the most part I had been kept apart from her for the past few days and we
hadn't been allowed to speak with each other. Any requests from me to Ron to be
with her had been refused beyond me silently having my face forced into her
pussy or ass after Ron had deposited his load into or onto her. Ron spent alot
of time with her privately but I was not privy to what their conversations were.
At about 8 p.m. that Saturday night we all got together in the living room. I
was dressed as Ron had instructed me to because he said that I was to be coming
with him and Karen that night to witness what she was going to go through. Ron
had instructed me to be in tight jeans and a sleeveless T-shirt. I always now
was uncomfortable in tight pants because it was hard to hide the plastic cage my
cock was locked in. Karen was absolutely stunning. When she appeared, frankly,
my jaw dropped. Her face was made up but not too heavily except for ruby red
lipstick. Her brunette hair was pulled back off her neck in a long french
braid. She was bra-less wearing a semitransparent pink silk camisole that
outlined her nipples perfectly showing the golden rings on them. She also wore
a tight black, leather miniskirt that almost came to mid thigh. Thigh high
black fishnet hose and black high heels framed her beautiful long legs
perfectly. To highlight everything, she wore a narrow, studded collar around
her graceful neck and leather wrist cuffs on each wrist just waiting to be
secured together if needed. She looked ravishing though both scared and
apprehensive.
Ron was in his black leather jeans with a tight polo shirt and black boots.
When Karen presented herself to him for inspection he came up close to her and
held her gently and nuzzled her neck where her collar was. He clipped a silver
chain leash to the ring in the collar so that he could lead her around. I was
so jealous that he was able to be so close to her when I wanted to so
desperately.
"Well, Karen. Are you ready?" Ron asked her. She timidly nodded her head yes.
"It's time to decide, Karen. It's your choice. Option A or Option B." I had
no idea what they were talking about at all. Karen bit her lip and seemed to be
thinking hard for several seconds. I could see a tear start in her left eye as
she looked at me.
She hung her head and, after several seconds, whispered; "Option B."
"So be it. Remember that is was your decision and yours alone." Ron said.
Ron then said that it was time to leave and start the evening. He led us all to
the garage into the car. Instead of him driving that night, he instructed Karen
to drive and for me to sit next to her. He climbed into the back behind us.
While Karen pressed the controller to raise the garage door, I felt Ron's hands
come from behind and grasp my head and hold it still. I struggled hard but
couldn't get him to relax his grip. He was starting to choke me. Out of the
corner of my eye, I saw Karen's hands move towards my face with a large white
cloth in them. The cloth was clamped over my mouth and nose. I could smell
that sickly sweet odor. Oh no! Not again. Chloroform. I could see the sad
look in Karen's eyes and just before consciousness left me, I could hear Karen
say; "Sorry, honey."
I have no idea how long I was out. When I came to I had a headache and
something was wrong with my mouth and a pain in my wrists. I couldn't really
move either. As my senses returned and my eyes could focus I came to realize
that I was kneeling but bent over at my waist on some padded surface. My legs
were spread past the width of my waist and secured at my thighs, knees, and
ankles. I could also feel some sort of belts at my waist and chest securing me
face down to this bench. My arms were free but my wrists and head were secured
within a kind of padded stock at the end of the bench. I noticed that I was
fully nude except that my cage was still in place around my cock and balls. The
pain I has felt in my mouth was caused by a ball gag shoved in there and secured
around my head. The low bench that I was secured to was sitting on some sort of
raised dais off the floor a foot or two and I couldn't help but to notice that
it had the ability to rotate as it was doing that slowly. Still queasy from
being unconscious, I had to close my eyes at first until accustomed to the
feeling of movement.
I slowly looked about my surroundings as the dais slowly turned. I was in the
center of what seemed to be a basement bar. It was well lit and there were
additional spotlights trained on me. There was a large bar running the entire
length of one wall and a dance floor and D.J. booth on another wall. The place
was full of people, almost a hundred or so. What seemed sort of strange to me
was that they were all men of all types, but the majority of them were dressed
in leather of some sort. Several were milling around the base of the dais
staring at me like they were inspecting me. It finally dawned on me that Ron
had brought me to an all men's leather club and displayed me like this. I was
inwardly horrified. And I also know that I must have turned deep crimson when I
saw a few of them pointing and leering at me and my plight. After being
displayed like this for what seemed like forever but might have been only
fifteen minutes or so, the lights in the bar area dimmed leaving me highlighted
on the stage.
Ron appeared from where he had been standing behind me with a microphone in his
hand. "Welcome, gentlemen," He started. "to what promises to be a very
interesting evening of entertainment for you. Tonight is going to be a little
different from what you might be used to for what we are going to invite you to
participate in tonight will be an auction of sorts. But a very special auction.
First, let me introduce you to my very lovely slave, Karen." Karen stepped out
from behind me and took her place next to Ron. She looked so beautiful and
regal with the spotlights on her. The men in the audience murmured a little when
she stepped fully into the light. "Yes, she is beautiful, isn't she? Well,
Karen is my slave. But she is also the loving wife of the person secured next
to us. It is her choice that he be brought here tonight like this for your
entertainment. You may thank her later if you wish."
Ron held out his arm towards me tied there helpless. "What we have here is
Karen's husband. This is a man who is totally straight. Well, that's not
totally true. It's true he does suck me off. But it is a requirement I made of
him that he must complete before he gets my permission to spend time alone with
his lovely bride. But I am the only man he has ever done that to. I have never
penetrated his ass. No one has. He is a virgin. And he has never penetrated a
man before anally. Nor has he ever been whipped. But tonight! Tonight that is
all going to change! At the request of his bride, we are going to auction off
the rights to him so that her and I may go on a cruise together. Tonight you
may purchase the right to not only fuck his ass but to be the first to do so.
We are also going to auction off the rights to whip him or to have him whipped
by his wife, or to use his mouth for your pleasure. So turn up the lights so we
can begin!"
I was aghast! I moaned loudly into the ball gag and shook as violently as I
could against the restraints that bound me. No! I could not imagine being
whipped and raped like that. And I couldn't believe that Karen would be willing
to agree to it happening. But there she was next to Ron, barely ever even
glancing over to me.
With the lights up fully again Ron started; "Let me ask you first. How many
bisexuals do we have in the audience? Don't be shy. There is nothing to be
ashamed of." About 30 or so of the hands raised out of the over one hundred men
there. "Good to have your patronage here tonight! Now some of you here might
doubt whether or not my slave actually does want this to happen to her hubby.
Let's ask her, o.k.? Karen, do you want everything that I talked about to
happen to your husband tonight?"
He put the microphone in front of her tense, though smiling, face. "Yes, Ron.
I certainly do."
"See guys? Just like I said. Now, Karen how much money do you think your "man"
can earn us all tonight?"
"Well, Ron, I'm hoping for $2500." She said. I outwardly groaned. So this was
the decision she has such trouble making while at the house.
"And, Karen, are you willing to help with the whipping and humiliation of your
husband if the men here wish to see and pay for the privilege of it?"
Shyly Karen replied into the microphone; "Yes, Ron, if that is what you and
them wish."
"So there, guys. She wants it. It's going to happen! Now who here thinks that
my lovely assistant should be up here nude during all this?" Karen turned pale
and tried to turn away. Ron's hand moved to hold hers and keep her right where
she was. "Let's hear your applause if everyone likes this idea." There was a
smattering of applause from the audience. Not as many as you would expect but
this was a predominately a gay bar. "Well, would one of you like to come on up
here and remove my slave's clothing from her? If you do, please step up to the
front." I could see about two dozen men crowd to the front. "Well, gentlemen,
Should we start the bidding out at $100 to strip my slave? The bidding started
off slowly. Too slowly to suit Ron. "Tell you what. I'll sweeten the deal.
He who wins the right to strip her will also be granted a handjob from the
lovely lady." Karen blanched yet again but knew better than to struggle. From
there the bidding did progress among the assembled men. It gradually slowed and
stopped at $195. "Going, going, gone! The right to strip my slave and receive
a handjob for $195. Will you step up to the stage, Sir?" A husky, overweight
black man in his late 40's dressed in leather jeans and a vest stepped onto the
stage and gave Ron his money. "Have fun, my friend. Enjoy."
The black man pulled Karen away from Ron and stood her in front of me facing the
audience. He raised her arms straight up and told her to leave them there and
then slowly lifted the bottom of the silk camisole over her belly, exposing her
breasts to all, and then pulled it over her head and off. I couldn't see
Karen's face as she was turned away from me she she stood stock still. The
black man reached behind her and unzipped her leather mini skirt. He hooked his
thumbs into the waistband and slowly pulled them down squatting himself very
close to Karen as more and more of her was revealed. Underneath she was wearing
a pair of sheer, black, bikini panties. When the skirt was on the floor, the
black man stood up, offered her his hand, and helped her step out of the skirt
on the floor. He pulled her close to him and reached behind her to grab her
rear with both of his big hands. He bunched up her delicate panties in his
hands and pulled them upwards until she was almost suspended on her tiptoes.
After a few seconds, the panties could take no more and ripped off of her,
leaving her clad in only her collar, her sheer thigh high hose and her heels.
"Now, isn't she even more beautiful, folks?" Applause rang out through the
audience as well as a few flashbulbs. "And now for the second part of this
gentleman's winnings."
Karen hesitated for an instant and then reached for the button at the top of the
black man's leather jeans. She slowly undid it and then unzipped them and slid
them down. She had to squat to pull them down and when she tried to stand back
up, the man put his hands on her shoulders holding her in a squatting position.
He then turned sideways to the audience so that everyone there could watch what
Karen was doing. Now I could see everything clearly. He wasn't wearing
underwear and his cock was very large and almost fully hard after undressing my
wife. With Karen kneeling right in front of his cock, she grasped it in both
her hands and started to stroke it's length. "Moisten it." the man whispered
to her. She looked up at him, smiled, and then spit into her hands to make them
slick. She then proceeded again, stroking with her right hand and fondling his
large dangling balls with her left. She must have been doing a very good job
because it wasn't long at all before the black man started to moan and thrust
his hips towards my kneeling wife.
"Are you ready to cum?" Ron asked?
"Oh, yeah, man!" Moaned the black man. "This chick definitely knows what the
hell she is doing."
To which Ron replied; "That's just good training on my part. I'll show you more
good training. Slave! Jerk him off onto your tits!" Karen was apparently
taken by the moment and started stroking the man even faster. He moaned loudly
and then started to spurt. The first blast caught Karen on the neck. She
quickly pointed that large black cock at her breasts and let it shoot stream
after stream on hot, white cum onto them. She moved his cock back and forth so
both of her tits would receive an equal amount. After about 30 seconds, the
black man slumped down and sighed a thank you. He pulled up his jeans and
hopped off the stage to go sit back down. Several of his friends slapped him on
his back congratulating him. Karen was still on her knees with both of her
breasts glistening with the man's cum. She stood up and made a move to clean
herself off before the cum ran clear past her waist. "No, Karen." Ron said.
"Let it remain there." She looked crestfallen but did nothing more to question
him.
"And now, to the main event!" Ron announced. "The best way to handle this
evening is to find twenty five of you gentlemen who are willing to pay $100 to
join us on stage for anything goes fun. But first! We are going to auction off
the rights to this pussy's virgin ass and first rights to his mouth. A stroke
of the whip wielded by yourselves will be $5 and only $3 if the stroke is to be
given by his wife. And I will attest to you here that she has never whipped him
before. And now. His ass! What do I hear for the rights to be the first to
rape this man's virgin ass? Shall we start this at $250? Do I hear $250?" I
heard a voice out there say "I'm in!"
Ron replied with a laugh. "We'll see if you are, my friend. I have $250. Do I
hear $300?" And so it went. In about 5 minutes the bidding had slowed to $345.
With Ron's "Going, going, gone! This slave's ass to the light skinned gentleman
for $345." I knew what I was in for. "Please come up to the stage, my friend,
pay the lady and wait a few. And now for his mouth! Shall we start the bidding
at $100?" Within another 5 minutes Ron had sold my first blowjob to someone
other than him for $175. "And now how many strokes shall this young lad
receive? Remember, $5 from you and only $3 from his wife!" This took a little
longer but in the end I was stunned to hear that I was destined to receive 19
lashes from men there and 48 were to be given by my wife.
"And now," Ron shouted; "Those of you who wish to participate after his
deflowering and whipping, please take a number and line up off to the side of
the stage." Through all of this I was becoming more nd more numb. Not only
with fear but also with how willingly my wife was letting it happen and how
cruel Ron was for setting up this situation. I took a moment to steal a glance
at my wife still kneeling next to Ron with the traces of the earlier handjob
dried onto her breasts. She had accepted the money from the two big winners and
turned to look at me. Her eyes looked sad but there was a flush in her cheeks
that extended down to her neck and breasts.
"And now," Ron shouted out. "First let's tame this slave. The whippings!"
Applause rang out from the crowd assembled. "Karen! You've got 48 strokes to
give your husband. Are you ready?" Karen nodded her head to him. "No, Karen.
Let's really hear it from you. Are you ready?"
Yes, Ron. I am ready." She replied.
"O.K., Karen. Here's how it goes. You have 48 strokes to give him with a belt.
I'll be standing behind you holding a riding crop. Now, if you choose to show
him mercy or otherwise lighten your strokes, I'll know. And that stroke will be
given to you by me with the crop. Do you understand?" My heart sank. I was
hoping that the strokes from Karen were going to be a little lighter. Ron had
just figured out a way to prevent that from happening. He handed her the belt,
doubled over, and she moved out of my line of sight behind me. Without warning
I heard the crack of the belt and then felt the burn as it landed across my
lower back. Before the pain really registered, I heard and felt another across
my buttocks. I started screaming into my ball gag and heard the belt land again
and again over my back, rear, and upper thighs. Occasionally I heard screams
coming from my wife as she apparently felt the sting of Ron's crop when he felt
that her blows were not harsh enough. It seemed to go on forever but it did end
eventually. All the areas that had been struck repeatedly felt like they were
on fire. My throat was also on fire from my own constant attempts to scream
through the ever present ball gag. Strapped the way I was there had been
nothing that I could have done to lessen their impact or even to see when they
were coming to prepare myself. Ron now led Karen back in front of me to present
her to the crowd of gathered onlookers to receive their applause. I couldn't
help but to notice how beautiful she looked, nude in only her collar, heels and
hose. She was covered with a sheen of sweat from her exertions under the hot
lights. I could also see, since she was facing away from me, another half dozen
or so angry, red welts across her beautiful rear from where Ron had given her
strokes when he felt she had neglected her task with me.
"Isn't she a nice wife, folks?" Ron said. "Hopefully she warmed her loving
hubby up for the 19 that are to come from our other patrons. Gentlemen, you may
begin. Just don't damage him too badly." With that being said, another
nightmare began for me as the individuals who had paid Karen $5 per stroke lined
up to lay them on me. Being men who were used to whipping and because they each
had far fewer strokes to give me, they really laid into me. I passed out early
on and had to be revived by Ron pouring a pitcher of cold water over my head.
All I can remember is how much each of those 19 blows hurt me. They were
centered primarily on my ass and upper thighs and the burning tormented me to no
end. When it was over all I could do was slump in my bonds and silently thank
whomever that I had survived. Karen came into my line of sight and kneeled down
by my head. I could see the concern in her eyes. She asked Ron's permission to
remove my gag and to let me have something to drink. He allowed her to do so
saying that for what was to come, it would be better if my throat and lips were
moist. Karen released the gag and then tenderly lifted my head up and held a
large glass of ice water to my lips. It felt like nectar of the Gods flowing
down my parched throat. While she held it there, Karen leaned her head to mine
and whispered; "I'm so sorry, honey. I didn't know it was going to be like
this. I was just so scared about letting him sell my body that I would have
agreed to anything to have gotten out of it." All I could do at that point was
weakly nod my head to her and stare directly into her eyes. Ron then yanked on
her leash and pulled her back up beside him.
"On with the show!" said Ron. "Who's ready for some oral rape?" There was
applause and some cheers from the audience. "Will the lucky winner of the first
blowjob please step forward." A husky man with brown hair in his mid thirties
stepped up next to him. "Are you ready for some pleasin'?" Ron asked. The guy
laughed and said that he sure was. "Well then, Karen! Please step up here and
face this lucky man toward your husband and undress him from the waist down."
Karen stepped forward and grabbed the man by the hand and lead him over to where
he was standing directly only a foot in front of me, his waist on a level with
my mouth. From where she was behind him, I could see Karen's hands snake around
his waist and undo his belt. She then undid the button and fly on his Chinos
and pulled them down to his ankles. I was facing a bulge making a tent in his
white jockey shorts. I then saw Karen's fingers work their way into the elastic
waistband and slowly pull them down on top of his bunched up Chinos. His hard
cock sprang free and was pointing directly at my face. He was circumcised and
it was a little over seven inches long. It was very thick though, even thicker
than Ron's. He grasped it at the base and squeezed it while holding it straight
out towards me. I kept my mouth shut as I didn't want this to happen. The man
rubbed his cock against my lips waiting for me to accept him but I was trying as
hard as I could not to let him. "Karen!" Ron shouted. "Go behind your husband
and choke him until his mouth opens. When it does force his head down on this
paying customer's cock and hold it there." I couldn't believe what I was
hearing. Or that Karen obeyed him and moved behind me. I could feel her
fingers slip around my throat and cut off my wind. I tried to struggle but was
secured too tightly for it to be any use. Eventually my mouth did open and I
could feel the man slip his cock in about three to four inches. Karen's hands
left my throat and moved behind my head and forced my head further down onto the
man's penis. The man's hands moved to join hers on the side of my head as he
began to slide his cock in and out of my mouth very quickly. I could feel it's
entire length going all the way back into my throat. This continued for several
minutes and I could feel the man's hips start to jerk a little. From somewhere
out there, I could hear Ron ask the guy if he would like a tongue up his ass
when he came. The man said "Yes!" but that it had better be quick because he
wasn't going to last much longer. I then heard Ron tell Karen to move behind
the man and to push her tongue as deeply as she could into his asshole. I felt
her hands disappear from my head as she went to obey. The man resumed fucking
my mouth with added vigor so I could only assume that Karen was administering to
his rear passage. "Tell us all when." Ron quipped. "Oh, it's comin' now, man!"
said the guy. His hands gripped the back of my head hard as he pistoned his
cock in and out of my mouth. He went in so deeply I started to gag but before I
could draw breath he kept right on pushing. The head of his cock went all the
way onto my throat and my wind was cut off. There was nothing that I could do.
I couldn't breathe except a little through my nose. He just held his cock there
imbedded in the back of my throat. I could feel his hips start to jerk the way
Ron's did when he was starting to cum. His cock thickened in my mouth and
throat and then he let out a groan and I could feel his cum pumping again and
again almost directly into my stomach. I was almost ready to faint from the
lack of air when he pulled out and shot another stream across my tongue and then
more onto my face. As my senses returned, I could hear the crowd applauding the
performance they had just witnessed. I then heard Ron's voice telling Karen to
clean off both the man's cock and my face. She made a move to get a napkin but
Ron told her to use her tongue and mouth. Right in front of me, she got onto
her knees and licked and sucked the remaining cum off the man's cock. I could
see a sad look in her eyes afterwards as she moved close to me and licked his
sperm from my cheeks and lips. She looked me right in the eyes and mouthed the
words; "I'm sorry." to me. I tried to nod my head in understanding but she
stood up and moved away to stand beside Ron and hold his hand.
"Well, everyone, what do you think of the show so far?" Ron addressed the
audience? The applause and cheers out again echoed out long. The crowd on the
stage that had been closest to the action applauded the hardest. "Are you all
ready for the main event?" The cheers rang out even louder. "Let's bring out
the grand prize winner then." A well dressed, tall, light skinned black man
moved over towards him looking nervous but smiling. "Are you ready to accept
your prize?" Ron asked. The man nodded yes and smiled more widely. "Well,
lets get some help to get you ready. What say?" The man said sure. "Karen,
undress this lucky soul." Ron ordered. Karen moved from his side over to the
man and started to unbutton his shirt. After she had removed it she lowered her
head to his chest and started sucking on his nipples as she undid his belt and
pants. I was surprised that she was sucking on his nipples because Ron had not
told her to do that. She lowered his pants. He was wearing no underwear and
his cock flopped out right in front of my wife. It was still soft but was very
large and thick even then. The fear in me grew to an almost uncontrollable
level when I saw the size of the cock that was to invade my rear passageway. Ron
then said. "Karen. Would you like to make this man hard so he can take
advantage of your husband's virgin ass?" She nodded her head. "No, Karen, let
us hear you tell us." She looked at Ron and said; "I would love to get him
hard, Ron." Ron nodded his head to her to do it.
Right in front of me, Karen dropped to her knees and started giving head to this
black man. Her mouth willingly engulfed his cock as far as she could before she
then withdrew it. The smile on the black guy's face got wider, as did his
penis. Ron moved behind where Karen was kneeling, bent down, and stroked her
pussy with his fingers while she was blowing this stranger. The motion of her
head on his cock got even quicker given this stimulation. "She's really wet,
guys! Something about all this must be turning her on!" He called out
laughingly. "Now, Karen, you need to get that cock you seem to like so much
really wet and slick so it doesn't get damaged when being forced into your
husband's virgin ass. Karen then redoubled her efforts, often pulling out the
man's cock completely to virtually slobber on it to get it as wet as possible.
"I think he is ready." she said to Ron. "You're right, sweetheart. He looks
about as hard as he is ever going to get. Now go behind your hubby and prepare
him for what he is about to receive with your tongue. Karen then moved out of
site behind me. I could feel her spread the cheeks of my ass and then start to
lick my rear passage. This felt really good because it was always very rare for
her to be willing to do that to me. Even though it felt good, I couldn't take
my eyes away from how large the cock was attached to the man standing in front
of me. He just stood there smiling at me and stroking Karen's saliva along the
length of his manhood. When he saw me looking at him and our eyes met, he
squatted down right in front of my face and whispered into my ear; "It's gonna
hurt, boy. I'm gonna take you very hard and fast. No wimping around with
sticking it in gently either. You're gonna scream to entertain these folks
here. I believe in getting my money's worth" He smiled again as he saw my eyes
widen with fear. He then moved out of my line of site when he went behind me
to where Karen was licking my asshole. I heard him tell her "Move out, slut.
He's mine now and I intend on taking him right now. All I need for you to do is
to hold your man's butt cheeks apart so I can get in there. " Karen moved to a
side and I felt her fingernails on my rump as she began to spread my cheeks as
wide as she could fully exposing my ass for invasion. I started to beg both her
and Ron to not let this happen to me. Ron just grinned and said, "It's too
late. The man has paid and he's ready to take delivery. Besides, Karen wants
to see it happen. Isn't that right, honey?" "That's right, Ron. I do want to
see this stud split my husband for the first time." Before her words could
really even register in my mind, all thoughts were replaced by the instant feel
of fire in my rear as the guy without warning shoved his cock as far as he could
into my ass. I know I screamed and screamed loudly because Karen told me
afterwards that I did. But I can't remember it. I do remember instead the
feeling of tears running down my cheeks from the pain this forced intrusion
caused me. Karen told me later that about five inches of the guy's cock went
into me with the first thrust. But he didn't pull out after that. He just
relentlessly continued to push his full length of his cock into my bowels. The
pain was unbearable and I know that I was writhing against my bonds. I didn't
care about virginity or much of anything else at that moment. Only about the
pain I was experiencing. When the man's balls were brushing up against mine he
pulled almost all the way out of my anus. Before I could savor any relief from
that his cock came crashing back into my ass. And again. And again. Over and
over he brutally fucked me. Gradually my ass relaxed a little and the pain
subsided. But not as much as I had read about in stories in magazines. Looking
back at it later, I feel that maybe it might have been a more pleasant
experience were he not so large and so insistent about shoving it in all the way
all at once. After only a few minutes the pain increased as his thrusts came
quicker and quicker and more frantic as he announced that he was about to blow
his load. All at once he shoved his cock in what felt to be the deepest yet and
held it there. I could feel it swell inside my ass as he moaned and pumped me
full of his semen. He then gave me a few more hard thrusts while finishing his
orgasm and then withdrew his member with an audible pop from my ass.
I felt sort of weird and empty now with it removed but the burning sensation
remained. I heard Ron out of the haze in my mind telling Karen to clean up my
rear with her tongue. She asked him if she had to because I was a real mess.
Ron moved out of my sight to her and I could hear him slap her and tell her to
do as he said. He reminded her that I went through what I did so that she
wouldn't have to prostitute herself. Apparently chastised, I could feel her
move behind me and felt her tentatively begin to lick and kiss my cheeks and
tortured asshole. She then stood up an moved away from my rear. "Suck him
clean, Karen." Ron said. "Ron, that's too dirty." she replied. "There's all
kinds of nasty things mixed in there." They were having this conversation on my
left side and I could only hear their words. I was shocked to hear what
happened next.
"That's disobedience, Karen. And that won't be tolerated. Especially in a
crowd. This is quite serious. You're going to have to pay for it now." From
where they were standing I could feel Ron throw Karen's nude body over mine.
She struggled on top of me quite hard but Ron had his body of top of hers
holding her down. "Help me out here, guys. Someone grab her arms and clip her
cuffs to the eyebolts to hold her down!" Ron shouted. I could sense men moving
on my right side now pulling on her arms holding her down tight on top of me.
"Spread her legs, boys, and tie them wide to each edge of the bench. Make sure
her arms are secure!" Ron told the onlookers. In a few short minutes Karen was
secured on top of me but lying crossways over my body. She was still trying to
struggle and she was also crying. "Please, Ron. I'm sorry! I'll do anything
you say. Just please don't let them..........!" Her pleading was cut off as
Ron shoved the ball gag he had used on me into her mouth and secured it around
her head. While standing on the left side of the table just by my head, I could
see him retrieve his riding crop from where he had dropped it much earlier and
swish it back and forth through the air. "You know the price for disobedience,
Karen. You know it because you have paid it before. And now, you will pay it
again." The crack of the crop sounded so sharp against Karen's ass and I would
feel her body jerk against mine and hear her scream into the gag. Again and
again it landed for a total of ten times.
Ron stopped and moved around to where he could look at her face. "Does it hurt,
Karen"? I could feel her head nod yes several times.
"Did you learn a lesson?" Again her head nodded. "You've been a bad girl
embarrassing me in public, haven't you?" Again the nod. "Are you ready to make
it up to me and resume being a good slave?" More nods. "Well, I am going to
have to do something to make this lesson stick, you know." This time I could
feel her head shaking no back and forth. "Your shaking your head no makes it
even more necessary, my sweet. Besides, your loving hubby's efforts haven't
covered what we need." Ron then moved away from her to address the crowd of men
both on the stage and in the audience.
"All right, gentlemen! Since my slave has shown that she also needs to be
taught a lesson here tonight, there's going to be a slight change. I'm going to
make you all the deal of the year right now. Any of you that wants to fuck her
anywhere you wish to can do so now for the price of $100 each. It might be a
little while till we can remove her gag for her mouth to be available but that
is open also. The only rule is that all cum shots must be given to her on her
pretty face and hair or in her mouth. Maybe this will teach her a lesson. See
me over at the bar to give me the $100 to get yourself lined up. And any of you
that wish to avail themselves of the mouth and ass of her husband may also do so
as they wish." I could feel Karen moaning piteously into her gag and straining
against her bonds but everyone's attention was riveted on Ron. When he moved
off the stage over to the bar to take money, many of the bar's patron's followed
him.
I felt so bad for Karen but there was a part of me that secretly relished her
plight because she was the one would had agreed to let me be taken the way I had
been already that night. I tried to offer soothing words to her and tell her
that I loved her but she couldn't say anything back to me because of the gag.
After only a few minutes respite men were back up on the stage moving behind
both Karen and myself. She grunted and moaned as one of the men unceremoniously
stuck his cock into her pussy and started fucking her. Without too much time to
concentrate on this I saw a cock right in front of my face wanting to be sucked.
With no choice in my position, I opened my mouth and started sucking it's
length. While doing that I felt hands on my ass and soon after was in pain again
as yet another cock was pushed into my ass and started fucking me in short
strokes. I could hear Karen starting to moan now as her body started to respond
to the violation. The man in my ass pumped his sperm in my ass and was soon
followed by mouthfuls of hot cum flooding my mouth. very quickly the cocks in
my mouth and ass were removed only to be replace by two more. I also felt Karen
moving differently now to the thrusts of another stranger using her pretty
pussy.
On and on this went throughout the evening. Eventually I figured out that they
had removed Karen's gag from her mouth and she was taking the patron's front and
rear in the same fashion as myself. The primary difference was when fucking her
and ready to cum, the man would have to pull out and move around the table to
finish himself in her mouth or onto her face. After the first few men, Karen
stoically accepted what was happening to her. The only change was when men
started to penetrate her ass and she cried and moaned for awhile from the pain
of the intrusion before she was acclimated to it. I know that she did have many
orgasms that night.
I lost count early on of how many each of us took that might. I can only
predict that I had at least fifteen men in my ass that night and must have had
over twenty cocks in my mouth. Karen later told me she had also lost count at
about two dozen in both her pussy and mouth.
After what must have been several hours, the activity level dropped off and Ron
appeared again and untied us both. From the numbness in our arms and legs from
being tied for so long, we both fell right to the floor. I don't think either
of us could have walked if we had wanted to because of the pain in our bodies
from the repeated fuckings and the whippings we had had. Karen and I had fallen
onto a mat I hadn't noticed before next to the bench. We were facing each other
after long last. I got to look at my wife's face after her ordeal and could
barely see her features through the mask of cum covering her face and hair. I
know that I must have looked the fright myself but the men hadn't made it an
issue to cum right on my face. "Time to clean her off, my friend." Ron said.
He poured a tumbler of water over Karen's head and face to moistened the caked
on sperm. The water partially revived her and she moaned out with exhaustion.
He then led us naked out of the club. We were both way past caring about our
nakedness when stumbling to the car. Ron drove us both home. When home Ron led
the still groggy Karen and I into our bedroom and laid us down onto the bed. I
asked him if we could shower and clean each other up. "Well, my friend, the
only person tonight that hasn't cum was you. I thought I'd give you the
opportunity to do so before letting you two clean up. Do you want to?" I was
surprised to remember at that point that my cock had been caged totally through
that entire ordeal and what he was saying was true. I nodded my head yes and
said "If she will have me." "She will." Ron said as he got out the key to my
cage and unlocked it. He nudged Karen where she had dozed off with exhaustion
and told her that there was one more for her. I moved myself up to her mouth so
she could get me hard. Her sperm caked lips opened wide and accepted my penis
into her warm mouth. She commenced sucking me and within only a few minutes I
was fully erect and ready for her. I pulled out of her mouth and moved my body
on top of hers. Her legs spread of their own accord. I kissed her sperm
encrusted cheeks and lips and told her that I loved her. I also asked her if
she wanted me to make love to her. She kissed me back and weakly nodded her
head. She then reached down to my cock and stroked it lovingly before guiding
it into her totally stretched out and sloppy vagina. Obviously some of the men
earlier that evening had not been able to keep from cumming into her pussy. I
tried to make love to her gently but with all that had happened tonight, and now
that my cock was hard for the first time throughout all of it, I started fucking
her faster and faster. She was so weak that she could barely keep up with my
thrusts. She did keep kissing me and sucking on my tongue. I also felt her
arms wrapped around my body holding me as I pushed in and out of her. Too soon
I was adding my sperm into her hot pussy and relaxing while still laying over
her body.
I turned my head over to where Ron was standing in the doorway watching our love
making. "Well, kids, I'll leave you up to your own devices. The rest if the
weekend you can take off and be together. That is my reward to you both. When
we set out to make $2500 tonight, I was quite surprised that all together you
two earned a total of $4900. Congratulations and good night." He then left and
closed the door.
We were both so tired that Karen and I fell asleep in each other's arms right
there without even taking the time to wash off.
