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Subject: {ASSM} New : A Husband's Mistake, A Wife's Nightmare Chapters 1-7 re-done new chapter (M+/F Wife, NC, Drugged, betrayal)
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This is the second revision of this story.  I had written it with the
intent to go all the way to the end.  I then received a chapter from
shadowwriter and I kind of liked it so I agreed and posted it and then he
went of on some wild tangent with a bell.  Well he has never finished and I
can't go down that road.  So here it is it without any of his contributions
it will have twelve chapters and I will go to the end.  Chapter 7 is
completely new and revisions have been made throughout.  Sorry for any
confusion but these is the way I always intended the story to go If all
goes well I should have all the way to twelve finished in a week still
don't like the end and how I get us there.  Who knows.

  
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** A Husband's Mistake, A Wife's Nightmare

   By Notmtstory@kc.rr.com

   Part 1

   My wife and I had been married for about seven years.  Our first and
only child was four years old now.  When I made unmistakably the worst
mistake of our lives and destroyed our marriage.  I had known Jennifer
since I was fifteen and we had dated since I was 17 she was three years
older than I and already in college.

   Jennifer was about 5 foot 4 inches tall and weighed only about 100 lbs.
She had long brown hair with blond highlights that went down about to her
mid back.  She was small and petite very attractive I must say.  Her breast
had grown to 34b's after the birth of our daughter and her hips were round
and sexy.  I felt lucky to be married to such a fine looking women
especially since I thought of myself as less than the best looking guy.  My
insecurities about why she was with me would doom us both.

   She was a virgin when we started dating although we did have pre-marital
sex she was very shy.  She always dressed very conservatively and was
bothered when I would tell her how sexy she was.  She managed a restaurant
and had few friends.  After a year of begging I had finally gotten her to
get her navel pierced.  It was incredibly sexy, but I could never get her
to wear any clothing to show it off.

   I work on computers for a living and we had four in our house.  Jennifer
hardly ever used one but I had one I told her was hers.  I hadn't really
noticed her begin to use it but I had woke up several times at night and
she had been in the computer room the TV on.  The computers being on did
not seem out of place since I leave them on almost all the time.  She said
she had gone in there to watch tv so she wouldn't disturb me.  It seemed
reasonable enough except she was always closing something on the computer
screen.  On a few occasions I would lay and wait to see haw long she would
be in there sometimes five hours a night.  I decided I needed to know if
she was doing something or not.  I installed some spy software and waited.

   Jennifer would sign into a chat room each night.  I began to review some
of her chat logs and most of the conversations where innocent enough but
several were not.  I found where she had even had cyber sex with several
"men" on-line one in particular seemed very friendly with her.  She chatted
with this Nate every day for hours and every night they confessed their
love for one another.  She had told him she was single with a child but
other than changing her and our daughters name every thing else she told
him was true.  Except she told him she was single her daughters father had
run out on her.  I was enraged by this how could she, I felt betrayed like
she was cheating on me.

   I confronted her and asked her what she was doing each night when she
would crawl out of bed.  She said just watching TV trying to get sleepy.  I
asked her what about on the computer at first she said nothing after I
continued to pry she finally admitted she had gone into a chat room but
when I asked her what she chatted about she claimed just stuff and swore
she never did anything wrong, I got angry and made her promise she would
never chat again.  Never letting her know I knew she had cheated on me in a
Cyber affair.  I monitored the computer she was back and chatting the next
night and the next.

   Even though she had promised to stop she hadn't even slowed down.  She
had stopped having Cyber sex with other chat room visitors but not this
Nate person.  She continued to profess her love to him and "cyber" with
him. I let it go on for another week before I confronted her.

   She finally admitted to having continued to chat after she promised me
she would stop, but insisted that she had done nothing wrong and it was no
big deal.  She told me I had no right to ask her to stop chatting in the
first place.  I expressed my concern that she would get tangled up with
some seedy character on the net.  She insisted I was being stupid and she
would never do anything so stupid and claimed she had never engaged in any
inappropriate behavior.  She claimed innocence right up to the point I
through her printed chat logs in her face.

   She finally admitted her wrong doing and I told her it had to stop or
else.  She reluctantly agreed.  Not trusting her I blocked the chat site
from my computers and two weeks later she came to me begging me to allow
her to chat.  I told her NO!  She begged for days I told her no every time.
She told me she would do anything I wanted if she could just chat again.  I
gave it some thought and finally after a great deal of thought I had an
idea.

   I had been reading sex stories off the a.s.s.  newsgroup for years. 
Some of my favorites where those dealing with wives being double and triple
teamed.  I especially liked the stories of women caught cheating on their
husbands.  I knew it was a safe request she would never go for it.  So I
told her the rules she could only chat if I was home and if I was allowed
to watch at anytime.  No more cyber sex.  No more telling anyone she loved
them.  No more telling anyone she was single.  And finally if she wanted to
chat she had to be willing to have a threesome.  I told her of my desire to
watch her be used by myself and someone else, someone of my choosing.

   To my shock she agreed I was stunned.  She agreed to allow herself to be
used by myself and someone else of my choosing at a time of my choice.  I
couldn't go through with it but made her promise she would if I ever worked
up the nerve.  She agreed and I allowed her to begin chatting again under
my watchful eye.  I had to go out of town the next week and while stuck in
my motel room I decided to check on my wife.  While I had talked to her on
the phone she seemed distracted.  I had ask her if she was chatting and she
told me no.  No longer able to trust her I got online and checked.  Sure
enough she was once again online chatting with this Nate person.  The two
professed their love for one another and cybered several times each night.
At that point a plan began to form in my mind.

   I started a chat of my own with this Nate person.  Between what he told
me and the information I was able to gather about him from the net I found
out he lived about 4 hours from where my wife and I did and was
approximately our age.  Over that week we chatted each night finally I had
built up what I thought was a trust with him.  I finally told him of my
true relationship with his online lover.  With his promise not to tell her
I provided him some pictures of my wife naked via E-mail.

   He told me how impressed with her photos he was.  Then I began to
explain my plan to him I should have seen the warning signs when he began
to make suggestions of his own on how to carry out my plan.  He was very
agreeable to all of my requests and we set my plan into motion to happen
the next weekend.  I arranged to have my in-laws take our daughter out of
town that weekend.  I told Jennifer of some property I wanted to look at
out of town.

   That weekend Jennifer and I traveled to a small town about 3 1/2 hours
from our house it was next to a lake.  On that Friday night I met "Nate"
whose real name was Nick in the lobby of the motel Jennifer and I were
staying at.  He gave me his blood test dated that day.  He checked out drug
and STD free.  I gave him a key to our room and told him to be there at
9:00 P.M.  that evening.

   When I went back to get Jennifer who was still in our room I got
incredibly excited knowing what she was about to do.  When we went to
dinner that night I asked her if she had chatted anymore.  She of course
denied she had.  We went back to our hotel room at about 8:35 P.M.  I
begged her to put on a very sexy black teddy and garter belt I had brought
for her.  When she came out of the rest room I took her over to the bed and
tied her to it.

   Once I had tied Jennifer spread eagle to the bed, I placed a blindfold
over her eyes.  Now tied and blinded on the bed I turned on the TV and
began setting up my camcorder.  Jennifer begged me to hurry complaining to
me that her arms hurt.

   At 8:55 Nick walked into our hotel room but Jennifer was unable to hear
him over the television I had turned on earlier.  Motioning for Nick to
remain silent I began to talk to Jennifer.  "So you never chatted with this
Nate guy again huh, not even when I was out of town huh?" I asked her.  "No
I didn't hon." she replied pulling on her bonds.  "You remember what you
promised me you'd do if I let you chat again?" I asked her next.  "Yes."
She replied testily.  "Well what was it?  Tell me." I pried.  "A
threesome." she huffed.  "So who do you want to have this threesome with
Dear?" I questioned her.  "No one!  But you already know that.  I only said
I would do it so you'd let me chat again." She said.  "So I'm the only man
you've ever fucked?" I asked.  "Yes" she replied.

   I looked at Nick who was greedily taking in the sight of my bound wife's
beautiful body.  She looked sexy beyond words, her small pert breast
sticking up from out of the tight black teddy.  Her legs spread wide apart
and tied to the bed allowed full view to her neatly trimmed bush under the
thin lace that made up the tiny.  Her tanned and slender legs encased in
the black hose being held by the garter belt accenting her treasures.  The
teddy rode up just enough to show the ring in her navel showcasing her flat
belly.

   And so I continued "I know you chatted with Nate every night I was out
of town.  I know you had Cyber sex with him every night as well.  So I
guess you have fucked another man!" I said to her.  "It's not the same
thing, it's not real it's just make believe." She replied.  "I disagree.  I
think it's exactly the same thing.  You had an affair with some guy online
behind my back telling him how much you loved him and everything." I
scolded her.  "It was just pretend.  It didn't mean anything I was just
having some fun." She whimpered.

   I looked back over at Nick grinning knowing now was the time.  I then
focused the camera on Jennifer's face.  "So did you have enough fun to go
through with the threesome you promised me?" I asked her.  "You know I
don't want to do that, but I would if you made me." she said hatefully.  "I
just don't know why you would want something so sick..." She began saying
when I cut her off.  "Well I can't understand how you find having a cyber
affair any fun, but you keep doing it.  Maybe we could get your cyber lover
Nate to do this threesome with you.  I bet you would really like that
wouldn't you?" "Don't say that you know..." She started again.  "Shut up!
Open your mouth." I ordered her.  Knowing how much I enjoyed making love to
her while she was tied up and gagged Jennifer had no reason to be worried
until after buckling the ball gag in place I pulled her blindfold off.

   When she looked up and saw the strange man standing over her nearly nude
body she began to fight and pull at her bonds.  As Nick reached out and
cupped one of her breast in his hands I spoke.  "This is Nate from the chat
room.  You see it turns out he doesn't live on the other side of the
country after all.  I figured after you lied to me I'd help you out.  If
you want to screw him so bad I'll let you but I get to watch." I said
standing behind the camcorder.  "Okay Nick she's all yours." I said.

   Nick began rubbing her body up and down.  Groping her breast and running
his hand across her tight stomach.  After spending twenty minutes
manipulating her breast and nipples he moved his attentions lower.  As Nick
rubbed Jennifer's bound body she continued to fight and struggle against
her bonds crying under the gag, tears streaming down her face.

   As I watched her struggles I began to second guess my little scheme. 
Now knowing I had let my hurt feelings and sense of betrayal get the better
part of my judgment.

   Nick had now taken off his clothes and was lying naked on the bed with
Jennifer he was licking her cunt.  Now knowing I had made a terrible
mistake I knew I needed to stop it now before it went any further.  "Hey
Nick I think this might have been a bad idea.  She's really upset." I said.
"Give me a minute." He said as he drove his fingers into her pussy.  Seeing
Jennifer arch her back at the sudden intrusion I spoke again "Look she's
really upset you've had some fun now..." I was interrupted by a knock on
the door.  Looking down at Nick he just shrugged his shoulders I heard the
movement as I turned to walk to the door but I was taken totally by
surprise by the hit to my head.  I heard Nick walk over me and as I looked
up through the blood dripping in my eyes I saw the door open and two more
pair of legs enter the room.

   As I began to pull myself to my knees I heard Nick say "Take care of
him." Suddenly I was kicked in the stomach and then pulled up only to be
punched in the stomach again.  I felt some one grab my hair on the back of
my head and pull my head back.  As I started to scream something was shoved
in my mouth and duct tape was used to secure it in place.  Next I was tied
to a chair in front of the bed where Jennifer was bound.

   Finally getting my barings back after being assaulted I looked up trying
to access the situation.  Two men had come into the hotel room carrying
large duffle bags.  Nick was pulling something from one of the bags as the
two strange men began setting up lights and camera equipment.  I saw what
Nick was getting out a small brown glass bottle and a syringe.  I renewed
my struggles to break free as Nick filled the syringe with the drug from
the bottle.  Taking the syringe over to the bed he injected the drug into
Jennifer's bound arm.  Jennifer lay looking up in terror as Nick returned
to the bed sporting a large hard-on smiling at her as he stroked his
monster.

   Still struggling at my bonds I took note of the two men now filming my
wife's rape with large professional looking cameras.  Nick now climbed on
the bed and spoke to Jennifer.  "Don't worry Jennifer or would you prefer I
call you Nikki (her online chat name) I think you'll really enjoy the
weekend I have planned for you.  I'm always looking to lure some fresh meat
up to party with me and planned on tricking you up here myself but imagine
my surprise when your old man volunteered to deliver you gift wrapped. 
Hahahaa" he laughed.

   I looked into Jennifer's eyes and I saw her sense of betrayal and could
see her being consumed in fear.  Then she winced as Nick drove his hard
dick deep into her open cunt.  He began thrusting into her furiously and
talking what I hoped was trash.  He told Jennifer of how many men he had
lined up to use her this weekend and how much she would love it.

   I was furious with him no one talked to my wife that way.  Even though I
had brought her here to have sex with Nick watching it happen in front of
me was not happening the way I had planned it.  His thrust into my wife
where deep and deliberate and her struggles under him had begun to weaken.
I saw a haze come over her eyes as the drug he had given her took hold of
her.  He had pulled her breast free from the teddy she was wearing and been
sucking each nipple to erection as he impaled her on his prick.

   Nick's staying power was impressive to say the least.  He rammed his
member into my wife for almost forty minutes before he pulled out of her
and positioning himself at her head he pulled her ball gag from her mouth.
Jennifer now to drugged to scream for help lay looking up at him in a daze.
Nick stroked his cock once before shooting stream after stream onto
Jennifer's beautiful face.  He stood over my defiled wife and Looked over
his shoulder at me "Well I hope that's what you had in mind." He stood and
began to dress.  "But you know I was thinking if you already wanted to see
her have a threesome then why not go for the gusto and have her do a
thirtysome." He said looking down at his watch.  "Well we better get
ready." He said looking at one of the two men.

   I sat bound to the chair, gagged and horrified as I watched one of the
two men who had entered earlier begin to untie my wife Jennifer.  She was
totally out of it an effect of the drugs Nick had injected in her earlier.
Now free she just lay on the bed Nick's cum still pooled on her face.  Nick
had now finished dressing and went to the restroom while the other man
opened the door to the hotel room.

   There I sat helpless in our hotel room door wide open the broken remains
of the rooms phone still lying on the floor from where Nick had broken it
across my skull.  My beautiful wife lying half naked on the bed drugged for
the world to see and the whole despicable scene being filmed by these two
thugs.

   Nick returned from the restroom and reaching into one of the duffle bags
pulled out a brown paper sack, dumping the sacks contents on the table. 
There must have been 50 condoms of all types on the table.  Then to my
horror four more men walked into the quickly filling room.  Three of the
men where large and very black the other was a young and stringy white kid.
Nick talked with them for several minutes on the other side of the room.  I
was unable to hear what was said but I could see Nick wave his hand at
Jennifer, then me then the rubbers.  They all began to laugh and even
glanced my way to laugh some more.

   The hotel room door was pushed mostly closed giving the men a small
amount of privacy.  The men moved into position around Jennifer The largest
of the black men stood at her head the others just stood as if waiting for
a signal.  The large black man reached out and began to grope her breast.
He mauled her breast so viscously that even in her drugged state she
screamed in pain.  Hearing her scream he gripped her teddy and ripped it
from her body, using it he wiped Nick's cum from her face.

   They others took this as some type of signal and began groping her body
also.  The leader of this little group then began lightly slapping
Jennifer's face from one side to the other before he dropped his trousers.
He wore no underwear and sported a huge cock it was easily twice the size
of my member and at least twice as long.  Jennifer's mouth now open in
protest to his slapping her, he thrust his prick deep into her mouth.  In
his first thrust he had sunk his prick all the way in.  He had Jennifer's
nose buried in his pubic hair.  I knew he wouldn't enjoy the BJ Jennifer
gave lousy head it was terrible.  As I watched him thrust his dick deep
into her throat I realized he wasn't after a blow job he was raping her
throat.  Her actions in the process where of no importance to him, only the
warmth of her throat mattered.

   Nick had taken a seat next to me as he decided the action in front of me
needed play by play analysis.  "I was really hoping those where real
pictures of your wife you sent me.  Boy are you lucky they where.  The last
bitch I had up here had sent me some photos she must have found on the net
or something.  Any way I lined up my guys like I did for your wife here. 
$200.00 bucks a piece to screw her and when she gets here she was a total
dog.  Well needless to say the fella's where pissed.  Hell I don't think
that bitch is walking upright to this day" He said with a laugh.  "But you
don't have to worry about that your wife's all that and a little more.  The
guys really like her.  Hell look at Tony over there giving her a throat
fucking she'll never forget.  I'm telling you now she's going home with
some bruises though, the guy's just can't keep there hands of that hot
little body of hers.

   I sat and watched as the one Nick had called Tony had pulled from
Jennifer's mouth and now positioned at her open cunt he rammed his dick
home.  As Jennifer began to lift up from this new invasion of her body
another black man rammed his dick into her now empty mouth.  "Now there's a
sight for you, your wife getting it from both ends.  I bet she's loving
every minute of it." He said.  I began trying to protest, tell him he's
wrong but all that came through the gag in my mouth was a muffled noise. 
Nick just looked at me and laughed.

   As I watched my wife the women I loved getting pounded by two complete
strangers.  Men neither of us had ever met before that night, using her as
only I had ever used her before.  Myself unable to help her and Jennifer
drugged and unable to defend herself from their brutal attack.  She looked
so beautiful lying in only her garter belt and hose, hose now stretched and
filled with holes.  I found my self erect and aroused; it was both
frightening and erotic all at the same time.

   Tony moaned loudly announcing to the room as he shot his black seed into
her womanhood.  He made several more thrust into her before withdrawing
from her now well filled cunt.  Nick leaned over to me and said.  "Wow! 
Look at that cum dripping out of your wife.  Boy I sure hope that bitch is
on the pill.  I offered the guy's condoms and told them it was up to them
doesn't look like well have many takers does it."

   I watched in amazement as the next man inserted his now hard dick into
Jennifer's dripping cunt.  Tony now exhausted dressed and gave Nick a high
five on the way out the door.  The second black man who had taken Tony's
place at Jennifer's mouth finally erupted down her throat.  Jennifer never
having swallowed any cum before and not expecting it began to choke and
gargle on the liquid shot down her throat.  As she convulsed and gagged the
man in her cunt began to blow his load in her cunt.  The two healthy loads
of cum that had filled her cunt now dripping from her legs the skinny white
guy leaned down between her legs and began eating the cum from her now
stretched pussy.

   Just as the sick little freak had finished he being the last of the four
original attackers four more men entered the room.  Once again Nick went
over to the other side of the room and spoke to them as he had the first
group.  He returned to his seat next to me just as the last of the original
four men left the room.  "I schedule four guys every forty-five minutes
that gives um ten minutes a piece.  It works out best that's about the most
a girl can handle." Nick told me.

   The men wasted no time and Jennifer put up no fight as they ravished her
body.  Again she was raped in her cunt while another man forced a blowjob
from her.  All the men in this group used her only for a screw each one
using her mouth and cunt for their gratification.  They finished right on
time and where replaced by another four.  This group a little rowdier than
the last one young thug had begun to slap Jennifer's face unhappy with her
blow job efforts a single word from Nick put an end to this.  I was amazed
to watch Jennifer being violated repeatedly she put up no real struggles
but remained conscious through out the assaults.  In between men I could
see her once tight cunt now oozing the seed of her multiple attackers. 
After each group of men had finished with her one of the camera operators
would use a towel to clean the jism from her skin.  As the scene was played
out over and over again the procedure was the same as before Nick spoke
with them for a few minutes and motioned at Jennifer, then me to a laugh
from the men and then the condoms on the table.  At least some of the men
who used Jennifer wore a condom but when they finished they all dumped the
contents down her throat.  One of the men during the night had blew his
load giving Jennifer's breast a tity fuck as Nick put it.

   The rape of Jennifer seemed endless to me.  I watched in horror as she
was taken in every position imaginable.  I watched as she was flipped over
on her belly and forced to suck a cock while another man would rape her
doggy style.  She would then get tossed back on her back and have her legs
bent back up over her head.  I watched as she was tossed about like a rag
doll by the steady stream of men who came to use her.

   The worst part of the evening for me was definitely listening to Nick's
commentary as he described each despicable act in great detail to my
captive ears.  Jennifer never seemed to come out of her drugged stupor as
the evening drug on.  I had watched my young and innocent wife be raped by
over thirty men in a six hour period that night.  The only time she was not
being raped was when the men needed to change video tapes in the cameras.

   When it appeared to end Nick got up and talked with his film crew they
all laughed and congratulated each other.  Nick returned to me as the men
began to pack up their equipment.

   "I just want to thank you for the best present anyone's ever given me
before.  God you're a stupid mother fucker.  But I hope you understand what
I'm about to tell you.  You're wife's going to do some more business for me
and if you both cooperate with me I'll have her home safe and sound by
Monday morning.  You know just a little worse for wear." He laughed at his
horrible joke thinking he was funny.  'But if you call the cops or anyone
else about this I can promise you you'll never see the bitch again.  I'll
turn her into a crack whore and have her working a corner in some city
where you'll never find her."

   As he spoke the men behind him began to wrap Jennifer up in a blanket.
"Just remember if you think about calling the cops.  I'll kill her and make
sure everyone knows you sold her off to some pimp.  Imagine having to raise
your daughter alone after you have her mother killed." I watched as one man
threw Jennifer over his shoulder and the other grabbed their duffle bags
and walked unceremoniously out of the room.

   Watching Jennifer being carried out I renewed my struggles trying to
free myself and save her.  Nick Just laughed and said.  "Just remember NO
COPS!  Thanks." Then he pulled something from behind his back and hit me
square in the jaw.

   I woke up about 2:00 P.M.  Saturday afternoon.  I found my self still
gagged but no longer tied in the chair, but lying on the cum stained floor
of the room.  As I got to my feet I removed the tape from my head slowly
trying futilely to reduce the pain as the taped pulled my hair out.  When I
had finally gotten the tape off my head I found I had been gagged with
Nick's underwear.  I immediately went for the phone finding it still broken
in two and stained with my blood.  I then began to remember what Nick had
warned me.  I fell to my knees and cried for hours what had I done.

   Finally I got up and tried to clean myself, the blood had dried on my
face and I had bruises on my chest.  The cut on my head could have taken a
couple of stitches but it was to late now.  I showered for over an hour
trying to come up with some plan of action.  I could think of nothing to do
I was without a hope.  In a vain attempt I spent most of the evening
driving around the small little town hoping to find my wife.  I returned to
the motel room early Sunday morning and cried myself to sleep.  I was woken
on Sunday by house keeping telling me it was checkout time.  I loaded the
car checked out and drove around the little town some more hoping to spot
Jennifer.  Finally out of time I headed back to our town to pick up our
daughter.

   When I picked up our daughter I made some lame excuse to Jennifer's
parents that Jennifer had stopped by her store to take care of some problem
that had come up.  They questioned me about the cut on my head and I made
some equally lame excuse.  After gathering our daughter and her things I
was relieved to get away from her parents afraid they would find out what I
had done to their daughter.

   Not knowing what else to do I drove our daughter home.  Upon entering
the house everything seemed in order.  I immediately took our daughter to
her room and put her to bed not wanting to face her questions.  When I
finally entered our bedroom I turned on the light.  To my shock there was
Jennifer lying totally nude balled up on our disheveled bed, laying next to
her a pile of VHS tapes and an envelope.

   I spent five minutes trying to wake Jennifer up but I had no luck.  I
checked her breathing and pulse both where fine.  I almost got her awake
once but she just mumbled something and passed out again.

   Not knowing what else I could do for her I pulled a sheet over her and
gathered the pile of tapes and the envelope not sure I wanted to know what
I would see on them.  I carried them into the living room still not sure I
was ready to see what was on those tapes.

   I sat in the living room and having inserted the first video cassette
which was conveniently marked with the label Volume One written on it.  I
hit play on the remote and began to open the envelope.  The television
screen was pitch black but I heard a familiar voice as Nick began to speak.
"Well I know you wanted to have a video of your wife's first threesome so I
decided to leave you a video record of all her activities this weekend."

   As he spoke I began pulling the photos from the large brown envelope. 
The photos of course where obviously all of Jennifer, in various poses and
in different states of dress, and undress.  I found them exciting and
disgusting all at the same time to my surprise in several of the photo's
she appeared to be awake and vibrant while in others she sported that dazed
looked she had that night.

   The tape then went to that Friday night of Nick raping Jennifer.  Having
already seen this first hand I fast forwarded through the rest of the tape
it played out just as I remembered it except one thing.  The scene where
Jennifer was drugged had been edited out.  As I watched the endless line of
men who used her I again knew just how seriously I had screwed up.

   After getting to the end of the first tape I inserted the next one
labeled Volume 2.  As this tape began I noticed the date and time stamp in
the corner it was 10:00 A.M.  Saturday morning not even eight hours had
passed since she had been taken from our hotel room.  I watched as Jennifer
now conscious walked into a large and lavish room hanging off Nick's arm.
She was wearing a lovely sun dress one I knew I had never seen before. 
Jennifer seemed fine she sat next to Nick on the couch and said nothing as
Nick began talking to men in suits who had entered the room.  The sound on
the tape was very low and I was unable to make out anything that was said.
Nick and the businessmen spoke for several minutes before shaking hands.

   Nick stood and walked off camera this video was taken from a static
position my guess was from a wall mounted or hidden camera.  Once Nick had
walked out of the picture the businessmen began to move in around Jennifer.
They sat next to her and began a conversation with her.  After only a few
minutes the volume was boosted up and I could hear what was being said.

   "So Jennifer does your husband know you're here?" one of the men asked
her.  "Yeah, what?" she replied.  "So have you done this a lot?" another
asked "Done what?" she questioned.  "Screwed a bunch of men you just met."
He said.  "No never.  I would never do anything like that." She said.  "But
will you let us screw you?" he said "Who?" she replied as he put his hand
on her upper thigh and slid it under the small dress.

   Without answering her last question he leaned over and began to kiss her
on the lips.  The other two men in the room just looked at one another and
then the couple in front of them.  Nothing was said by anyone as the man
worked his hand under her dress and began working the panties off of
Jennifer never stopping his kiss.  Once he finally pulled her panties off
his hand disappeared under her dress again.  Jennifer eyes now closed made
no effort to stop him.

   After several minutes of his kissing and groping he pulled away and took
of his pants.  Jennifer her mouth now free of the intrusion began mumbling
incoherently.  Several times she said "no" and "I'm married" but no one
seemed to notice.  Jennifer opened her eyes as he approached her face
holding his penis in his hand.  She turned away and closed her mouth
tightly.

   "Come on Jennifer open up, I've got a treat for you." he said turning
her head towards his dick.  As he pressed his dick against her lips she
opened her mouth.  He slid his member into her mouth he was gentle and to
my surprise Jennifer didn't resist the invasion.  After a few minutes she
began to move her head back and forth bobbing her head up and down on his
cock.  I could see her lips sucking in on his dick she was really giving
him a blow job.  How could she, Jennifer had never gotten so into oral sex
with me, head from Jennifer was no more than an open mouth.  The man on the
video played with her tits while she sucked his dick.  The two pleasured
each other Jennifer looked to be enjoying herself as much as he did.  While
this went on the other two men sat and watched enjoying the show with
smiles on the faces.

   After what seemed like an eternity he pulled his raging hard-on from her
mouth and grabbing the bottom of her sundress pulled it from her body. 
Jennifer now lay under him wearing only a pair of high heeled shows.  He
grabbed her ankles lifting them up and pulling them apart.  He slid his
saliva slickened cock into my wife then gave the other two men high fives.
He began to brag to his friends about how hot she was and how good she
felt. I watched as the man on the screen screwed my wife and bragged about
it to his co-workers.  As he pumped in and out of her Jennifer simply
moaned in pleasure with each thrust.

   He used Jennifer for all she was worth and as he drew to orgasm he
quickened the pace of his thrust.  Finally ending his use of my wife by
emptying his seed into her stretched cunt.  As her lover pulled away
Jennifer lay painting from her exertions.  Lying spent on the couch he
urged one of the others to give her a try.  And so he did much as the first
man had.  The third followed suit and when he finished I thought she had
vanquished their desires but that was not the case.  Two of the men used
her for a second time before exiting the room now exhausted but very happy.
The tape ended it was over two hours long.

   I inserted the third of the seven tapes left on our bed and hit play. 
It began as the first had a black screen and Nick's voice.  "This is the
video of Jennifer's photo shot.  I always have a photo shot with my new
girls so I have some good still's to show my clients.  Enjoy." The video
then went to Jennifer lying on the bed in a teddy.  I had seen this pose in
one of the photos from the envelope.  Jennifer lay on the bed in a sexy
manner just like you would see in playboy.  Legs crossed, elbow down on the
bed holding up her head, smiling and happy.  I heard as someone directed
her into other poses, telling her to toss her hair this way or that.  I
could see the flashes from a still camera every few seconds, and heard the
talk from people off camera.

   "Her breast are to small." Said someone.  "That's okay we can fix that.
Look at that face though." Said another.  "She really sealed that deal this
morning?" said someone else.  "She's so young and fresh, she'll be the
hottest we've ever had." Was tossed out into the off screen chat.  "She
well but it well take a while to train her.  She's got no experience." Was
said.  "Sure but that's the fun part.  Besides we've already given her a
hell of a lesson." I heard said also.

   What in the hell where they talking about.  By now on the video Jennifer
had changed outfits about a dozen times and posed nude after each outfit.
She had seemed happy and cooperative with her off screen handlers, always
doing as she was told.  The video cut out and came back on showing Jennifer
holding her arm saying "What was that?" she must have been given another
shot.

   Jennifer was instructed to do a few more poses before a masked man
appeared and tied her to the bed.  She put up no fight and cooperated
fully. After posing with her he went off screen and returned with a strait
razor and some shaving cr�me.  He applied the cr�me to Jennifer's already
well trimmed bush and shaved her clean.  Her cunt now clean shaven he began
to tie her into different bondage positions.  This continued for the next
hour as time passed the drugged haze look I had seen on her face Friday
night returned.  She was tied over saw horses, chained from the ceiling,
and every other conceivable position.

   The bondage shoot lasted for over an hour as she was left tied in
different positions to squirm and wiggle in pain.  I fell asleep exhausted
from the ordeals of the weekend.  I woke up to the sounds of our four year
old telling me she was hungry Monday morning.  Thankfully I had placed the
photos back in the envelope and the tape had ended.

   I fixed her some breakfast and called in sick to work for both myself
and Jennifer.  I checked on Jennifer she was still sleeping soundly where I
had left her.  I lifted the sheet and looked at her cunt, sure enough it
was shaved clean.  I showered and dressed, next I hid the tapes and the
envelope not sure how Jennifer would react to seeing them again.  I got our
daughter ready and took her to preschool.  Returning home I worked to wake
up Jennifer, groggily she awoke.  I began crying and telling her how sorry
I was.  She said nothing and simply got up and took a shower.  She returned
and I continued to offer my apologies to her.  Finally she said "How could
you?  You should have told me.  You let that man use me.  You knew I would
never do a threesome." I was surprised I thought she would be angrier than
that.  But as she continued to talk it became obvious she had no memory of
anything after Nate had raped her.

   We sat and cried for hours I told her how sorry I was.  She told me she
was sorry for continuing her online affair.  As tactfully as possible I
tried to find out what she did remember from the weekend.  She continued to
tell me she remembered nothing past Friday and Nick's rape of her.

   Make no mistakes she was seriously pissed at me and angry at me for my
mistake.  But over the next three weeks things had returned to almost some
since of normalcy.  I had hidden the videos and photos' deciding it was for
the best that if Jennifer didn't know what happened to her that weekend
then I should know no more than I already did.  Although we hadn't had sex
since then I had convinced Jennifer to let me sleep in the bed with her.

   After three weeks it seemed like our marriage might be okay.  Jennifer
had been tested and was free of any STD's.  Fortunately for me her period
had started and I was able to breath a large sigh of relief.

   On that third week Jennifer came home as excited and happy as I had ever
seen her.  She had been offered a job as an executive assistant to some
large company I had never heard of.  She explained that somehow someone who
she used to work with had recommended her to someone else.  It was
confusing to me but it sounded legit.  She explained how this job could
lead to her getting a marketing job which is what she had gone to college
for.

   Then she hit me with the bad news.  The new job would require her to
travel, a lot.  They wanted her to start on that coming Monday and her
first out of town trip would be in just two weeks and would involve her
being gone for three weeks straight.  At this point I knew my answer. 
There was no way I was going for this I valued our time together as a
family and didn't want to be separated from my wife for that long.  Sensing
I was about to tell her no way she told me how much it paid.  My mouth
dropped it was almost twice what are combined income was.  She told me of
the benefits and of how much she could make if she got this marketing job.
She told me she had already talked to her mother and she would help me with
our daughter when Jennifer was out of town.

   Knowing what this job could do for us finically and that my support
could get me out of the dog house, I told her she should do it if she
wanted.  That night Jennifer and I had sex again for the first time since
we had met Nick.  Monday morning she started her new job.

   Monday evening when Jennifer got home I asked her about her day.  She
was still incredibly excited about her new job.  She told me about how the
first day had been filled with filling out paper work and learning about
the company.  I asked her exactly what this company did and she began
telling me about it.  Apparently it was a multinational conglomerate having
its fingers in about everything.  They held company's in everything from
shipping and waste disposal to electronics, food processing, and
entertainment.

   Jennifer would be working for one of the manager's in their
entertainment division which was also there marketing arm.  Jennifer's
excitement about the opportunities was obvious.  At dinner she told me
about all the corny company videos she had to watch on the first day.  The
seventies safety videos, the eighties sexual harassment video, the nineties
overly optimistic marketing video.

   We laughed and joked throughout the evening just enjoying one another's
company.  That evening, and that week for that matter, we had some great
sex.  I don't know if it was because I couldn't get the images of Nick and
the others having sex with Jennifer out of my mind or because I perceived
she had lost some of her inhibitions.

   Jennifer came home Tuesday saying she had made friends with a woman in
her office named Jenna.  The two looked almost like sisters except for
Jenna's massive chest.  Jenna sported what she bragged where 38DD breast
she said it was the best thing anyone ever bought her.  She was quite
outgoing and very free spirited she had gone shopping with Jennifer and
helped her pick out some new clothes for her new job.  Although Jennifer
had always dressed pretty conservatively before Jenna had talked her into
several sexy business suits I'm sure she wouldn't have picked out on her
own.  Although they had only known each other for a few days Jenna had been
over to our house from Wednesday on, every night including the weekend. 
She stayed for dinner on Thursday night and spent most of the evening
trying to convince Jennifer she should get a boob job also.  Jenna asked my
opinion as to what I would like to see?  Reluctantly I told her I was happy
with Jennifer's 34B's.  Jenna didn't accept this and finally Jennifer asked
me what I would like honestly I admitted it would be nice if her breast
where 36C's or D's I told the women anything larger would look freakish on
her.

   Jenna had finally talked Jennifer into "Thinking about it" on the third
day the women had known each other that was only Jennifer's fourth day at
her new job.  By the second week Jenna was at our house every night.  I was
glad to see Jennifer had found a friend at the new job but something
bothered me about it.

   When it was time for Jennifer to leave on Sunday evening our daughter
and I drove her to the airport.  As we said our goodbyes I asked Jennifer
to call me as often as she could telling her I would miss her.

   Jennifer boarded the small cooperate jet having said goodbye to her
family.  She was accompanied by her boss and several other men whom she had
not met.  Jennifer had only flown a few times and was overwhelmed by the
luxury of the small Jet.  Leather seats lined one side of the jet while a
couch and mini-bar were on the other.  Jennifer was the only women onboard
and found herself alone with the four men as the plane took off.

   Jennifer sat and listened as the men discussed business and the closing
of various deals.  Their conversation was too cryptic for Jennifer to know
what deals they spoke of.  Talk of long term contracts after the initial
investment and returns on the investment.  When one of the men asked
Jennifer her thoughts on "it." She replied it all sounded good to her. 
Having not been in on the conversation to know just what the men where
talking about.  Then the men laughed and told her they where glad she
approved, before moving on to talk of sports and family.

   Jennifer sat quietly throughout the flight not joining in the men's
conversation.  As they approached LA they Pilot announced they would be
landing shortly.  The men talked of going and getting a drink since it was
only 10:00 P.M.  in LA.  They invited Jennifer but she said she thought she
would simply go the Hotel since she was feeling a little tired.  Her Boss
then asked her to reconsider telling her it may be necessary for her to
take some notes while they discussed some business.

   Not wanting to displease her boss she agreed to join them.  Once the
plane landed they got in a Limousine and proceeded to a private club one of
them frequented.  When they arrived they sat around a table and began
talking they where met by another company colleague who was sent to get
drinks for the table.

   The new man returned shortly handing out drinks to the men and placing
one in front of Jennifer even though she had said she was fine.  After
several minutes her boss looked at her and seeing she had not taken a drink
asked if she didn't like it.  She replied that she just didn't drink but
thanked him for it anyway.  He looked at her disapprovingly and said "Well
that's to bad." Sensing he was displeased she took the drink and had a sip.
Looking at her boss she said "It's not bad." Thinking what could one drink
hurt.  He looked at her and smiled approvingly, happy to have pleased him
she took a larger drink of the liquid.  The drink was sweet and not hard
she thought as she sipped it.

   Jennifer nursing her drink had finished it in half an hour.  The men had
already drunk two.  Seeing she had finally finished it someone got her a
fresh drink.  Not sure what it was Jennifer drank this one more quickly as
the conversation had gotten more lively the men now sat around laughing and
joking, ignoring her for the most part.

   The two drinks laced with the drug made Jennifer feel light headed and
out of sorts.  Soon she found herself drawn into the men's conversation as
they turned their attention toward her.  They began telling her how
beautiful she was and what a promising future she had with the company.

   As the night went on Jennifer found herself unable to control her mouth
or her body.  She laughed at everything the men said and found herself
agreeing with everything they said.  To her amazement she found herself
agreeing to go back to the newcomer's house for some drinks privately with
the men.  Even in her drugged state she knew what the enuindo of the
statement was.  What she found even worse was her willing acceptance
vocally of the offer even has she found herself telling herself silently
she cried out no stop!

   She found herself wedged between the men as the limo took them to the
man's house.  Finding it hard to keep her head up she leaned against one of
the men to her right as the man on her left put his hand on her thigh.  She
closed her eyes and began to doze off.  She thought she felt someone
fondling her breast as she sat there.  Opening her eyes she saw all eyes
looking at her.  She found herself in a dream like state.  Her body felt
more alive than she had ever known.  Every inch of her skin tingled with
excitement as she tried to reign in all the sensations overwhelming her
mind.

   Jennifer looked around the Limo at the men staring at her then
instinctively down at herself.  Her blouse lay open and her breast had been
pushed up and out of her bra.  Her nipples stood erect and bright red at
full attention after being manhandled.  Jennifer to her shock found herself
laughing at her predicament which drew a round of laughter from the men.

   As she sat there wondering why she was allowing this to happen she took
notice of the men around her.  Jim Willis her boss was a younger man and
not unattractive man.  John and Christopher said they where from accounting
for the company's investment group and both had muscles bulging from their
arms.  Ron Charles was a fat little middle manager for will she wasn't
sure, and as far as to whom's house she was now on her way to she couldn't
even remember his name.

   As the Limo pulled into the driveway of the plush house two more men
stood outside waiting.  Opening the door the drugged Jennifer found herself
scooted over the men's lap to the two waiting outside.  As she was pulled
across the men she found her ass being pinched through her business slacks
and her shirt and bra removed.  To her dismay she found herself standing
half naked in front of the large home giggling as she heard the comments
from the men.

   Once inside she was seated on the couch three men on either side of her.
It felt surreal to her as if she was hovering over her body unable to
control it actions any longer.  She was handed a drink as someone put some
music on.  The conversation now centered on Jennifer, as one man after
another would reach out and touch her exposed breast.  Jennifer saw the men
filming her conversation and knew something was terribly wrong but found
herself laughing and giggling as the men continued.  A pinch to her nipple
caused Jennifer to spill her drink on herself.  Someone suggested she take
her slacks off so they could wash them before the stain set in.

   Jennifer knew it was wrong but she found herself standing up and
removing her slacks handing them to someone.  Mr.  Willis stood and asked
Jennifer to dance before she was able to sit back down.  Finding herself
unable to refuse him she began to dance now wearing only a pair of panties
and her belly ring.  As the song ended Mr.  Willis was replaced with
someone else.  This went on for three or four more songs.  In the process
she found herself being kissed and touched by each of her dance partners.

   As a slow song began she found her current partner replaced by Mr. 
Willis again.  This time as the couple danced Mr.  Willis's hands made
there way down to her panty's and meticulously began edging them down her
legs until they finally fell to the ground.  Now nude in a room full of men
Jennifer found her self guided through the song over to the side of the
couch.  As he moved around behind her she heard a rustling sound just
before she was pushed over the arm of the couch gently edged forward as her
legs where pushed wide apart causing her to fall slightly.  Her face
landing in someone's lap she felt a presence behind her.  She felt the head
of the cock as it pressed against her cunt.  Biting her lower lip as she
felt him press into her she closed her eyes her mind racing with a thousand
mixed thoughts all telling her she must put a stop to this even as her body
began to respond to this unwelcome turn of events.

   As she wondered what was wrong with her she heard the moan escape her
own lips.  A moan of pleasure as the man behind her began a steady pace of
thrust into her cunt.  She opened her eyes to make sure she wasn't dreaming
when she saw the erect cock only an inch from her face.  Disgusted by the
sight she found herself drawn to it a hand pushing her head down. 
Unbelievable to her was the fact she opened her mouth and took the prick
into her mouth as she again moaned in pleasure from the dick in her cunt.

   She found herself rocked back and forth between the two cocks as they
found a rhythm.  Just as she got used to the feeling of the cock inside her
cunt she felt it drive in hard and held in her.  She seemed to be able to
sense every twitch as if her cunt was super sensitive to the touch, as his
dick began to explode shooting its seed into her.

   A sense of relief washed over her as he withdrew his dick from her cunt.
It was short lived as another took its place almost instantly.  This new
person was rougher than the first as he grabbed her waist and forcefully
drove every thrust into her with long hard strokes.  His violent thrust
making it harder for Jennifer to service the man still stuffed in her
mouth.

   She lay there between the two now knowing she would be expected to
service all the men in the room.  As her thoughts drifted again two strong
hands forced her head down and held it in place over the cock in her mouth
as he began to shoot his cum down her throat.  Watching Jennifer gag on the
dick in her mouth the man behind her climaxed filling her with his load as
well.  As both men pulled away from her she felt empty and alone.  Waiting
for who would be next to use her as they saw fit.

   Seconds passed then minutes still no one approached her.  Wondering if
it was over she rolled over looking around dazed at the men.  She saw their
hungry eyes looking her over and she felt her now empty cunt it was like an
itch and it needed scratched.  Even as she felt the relief wash over her
body thinking it was over she heard herself say.  "Well isn't someone going
to fuck me?" she asked.  No one responded they just stood or sat watching
her as her hands roamed down to her now empty pussy.  She began rubbing
herself but it did no good still she felt that itch it was driving her
crazy.  She tried frantically to fulfill the need she now felt but it only
drove her wilder.

   Now a sense of frenzied desperation came over her she could no longer
stand it.  "Please help me!" she called out to no one in particular. 
"Please fuck me!  Please!" she begged for release.  Finally her pleas where
answered as a large and muscled blackman who she had not seen earlier this
evening approached her and pulling her legs up rammed his member into her.
His thrust was deep and deliberate his member trying to rip her in two. 
She felt him in her and her itch was being scratched but not enough as she
found herself begging "Harder!  Harder!  Come on harder!  Put that thing in
me!"

   She couldn't believe herself but she had to have some relief and so she
begged as the man finished she begged for the next.  She was insatiable non
of the eleven men in the room could satisfy the itch in her groan.  They
could only minimize its effect momentarily.  She no longer cared about
anything or anyone as the flashes from the cameras went off she begged for
more reaching out for more when one finished.  She could feel the cum
running down her thighs and drying on her body.  Late in the night she
collapsed exhausted from her exertions and still needing release
unconsciousness took her as the group of men dispersed.

   Jennifer awoke from the dream feeling dirty and disturbed, confusion
clouding her mind as she lay looking around at the unfamiliar room.

   Chapter Five

   Jennifer's head ached an effect of the alcohol and drugs giving her a
horrendous hangover.  As she began looking around the room getting her
bearings she began to notice her condition.  She was sore and tired her
skin covered in the dried fluids of her lovers.  As she looked down she
could see cum covering her inner thighs.

   Her head dropped back to the pillow as she remembered the events of the
following evening.  She remembered it all clearly, the drinks the
conversations, the men and the sex.  The sex, the men, she had had sex with
almost a dozen men that evening!  She had begged for it, she had needed it.
She thought back with shame on her actions, feeling like a slut.  Then a
feeling of horror and fear came over her, as she remembered the cameras. 
She realized with terror, that there were videos and photos of her acting
like a slut.

   Tears began rolling down her face, as she began thinking of all the bad
things she had done.  Then she began to worry about the consequences of her
actions.  What had come over her?  Would she be fired?  What if Mike found
out?  He'd surely demand a divorce.  What if her parents or daughter saw
those pictures?  What had she done, she laid and cried for over an hour.

   Not knowing what to do, or even what time it was, she finally got up and
took a shower.  She scrubbed the disgusting remains from her body.  She
showered for as long as the water remained hot, and then she brushed her
teeth.  As she brushed her teeth she realized that she was using the items
that she had brought with her.  Someone had unpacked her things, and it
wasn't her!

   Now, feeling as clean as she could, under the circumstances, she went
out of the bathroom, wrapped in just a towel, and began to search for her
clothes.  She looked in the closet, but only found high heeled shoes,
noting that they were her size, though not her shoes.  She then looked in
the dresser and the chest of drawers, but still found no clothes.  Not
knowing where her clothes were, she decided to call and ask her friend
Jenna for some advice.  She just needed to talk to a friendly, reassuring
voice, to comfort her.  She knew she wasn't ready to talk to her husband
yet, as she wasn't sure what to tell him.

   Jennifer picked up the phone, and as she brought it to her ear to dial,
she heard a voice "So your finally awake slut.  Good, get your sweet ass
out here!"

   "What?  I don't have any clothes!" Jennifer exclaimed.

   "I know!  Now get out here dammit!" the voice told her angrily.

   Not wanting to anger the voice on the phone, as she was unsure of her
circumstances, she obeyed.  Nervously she walked out of the bedroom wearing
only the towel.  As she walked out, she saw two men seated at a round table
sipping drinks.  She remembered the room from the night before, and having
been taken from behind and bent over that table.  In front of the table was
a television set, and she noticed in horror that the men were watching a
video of the previous evenings goings on.  She saw herself on the screen
hungrily sucking a cock into her mouth, as she rammed her hips against
someone else's who was screwing her pussy from behind.  She began crying
from seeing it on the screen.

   One of the men ordered her to sit down.  The men watched for several
minutes, ignoring her.  Jennifer was too disgusted by what she saw on the
screen, so she just sat there with her head hanging down.

   One of the men said, "You're quite a slut Honey.  Just look at you go."

   "That's not me.  I don't know what happened last night I've never done
anything like that before in my entire life!" Jennifer said, bawling now.

   Laughing at her the man replied "Really, well isn't that you?" he said,
pointing to the television set.

   As Jennifer looked up, she saw a different scene in a lavish bedroom. 
On the screen was the picture of a girl with a dick all the way down her
throat, and another one screwing her pussy from behind again.  Jennifer
watched in speechless horror, as the camera zoomed in on her face, then the
wedding ring on her finger, before focusing on the navel ring that she
wore. There was no doubt that the image on the screen was her.  She then
took note, that her cunt had been freshly shaved, and knew that it had to
have happened during the three days that she was totally unable to
remember, that weekend with her husband and Nick.

   Jennifer had tried hard not to think of what she could remember from
that night.  The fear that she had felt when she saw Nate, or Nick, or
whoever he really was.  The sense of helplessness that she felt, as he
began to rub her body and touch her.  The horror that struck her, as Nick
knocked Mike to the floor and then let the two other men in.  The shock of
watching her husband being tied to the chair, leaving him as helpless as
she was, and the sensation of the drug running through her veins.  She lost
control of herself as Nick began to rape her, the feelings of pleasure she
derived from his penetration.

   Her attention was brought back to the present, as one of them slapped
her across the face, knocking her to the floor.  "Pay attention slut!  I
said lose the towel." he commanded.

   "Noooo.  Please!" she began to plead.

   Instantly he stood reached out and ripped the towel from her body.

   "Stop it!  Just stop it.  This isn't right what do you think your
doing?" she howled.

   The other man was now standing as well, and grabbed one of her arms, as
the man who had slapped her, grabbed the other.  She continued to protest
as the men effortlessly sat her in a chair and produced a pair of steel
handcuffs, which they used to secure her arms behind the chair.

   "You better get a grip slut!  From now on you do as your told.  Nobody
gives a crap about what you think is right or wrong, or even what you want.
You will do as you're told, or else." he said.

   "Your crazy!  You can't just tell me to do anything you want, I'm a
human being, and there are laws against it." Jennifer began to protest.

   For her troubles, she was once again slapped across her beautiful face.
The force of this second blow was enough to crack her lip open, causing her
to bleed.  With her head down, she got a glimpse of herself in the mirror
on the wall.

   There she was, secured to the chair, her body on display for all to see,
and two strange men, whom she didn't even know, were standing over her,
threatening her.  The pain and the humiliation that she faced, was equaled
only by her fear.  She watched as another tear ran down her cheek, knowing,
just as she had known that fateful Friday night, that there would be no one
coming to save her.  How had it gone from a simple online chat to this? 
Mike had made a terrible mistake the day he setup his little planned
threesome, but how had it turned into this nightmare, and would it ever
end?

   "Look bitch, you've got two choices you can start doing as you're told
right here, right now, and save you, and your family, a lot of pain." he
told her, letting it sink in for a minute or two "Or you can fight us.  In
which case, we will drug you, screw you, and then screw you up, until you
do as your told.  Now, if you chose to go that route, well your daughter's
going to be a fucking orphan.  Who knows whether your parents will take
her, after they see the tapes we've already gotten of you." Jennifer
hearing his threats was now sobbing hysterically, listening as he
continued, "After we off your limp dicked husband, and burn your house to
the ground, I'll bet you'll start to cooperate, so that we don't do the
same to your folks and kid."

   The man stood back, and let it sink in for several minutes, before he
asked her, "Well slut, what's it going to be, are you going to do as we
say, or not?"

   "What choice do I have?  What does it matter, you've already killed me,
just leave my family alone please!" she said, blubbering through her tears.

   "We will if you do everything your told to do, without question." he
said.

   "Alright, just leave my family alone.  What do I have to do?" she cried.

   "Well I'm glad that you asked." he said, cutting her off.  "First we'll
record some messages for hubby.  He's expecting you back in three weeks,
and we'll just about be done with your training by then."

   The other man, still unidentified, placed a tape recorder, microphone
and a pad of paper in front of her.  "Okay slut.  just read what's on the
paper.  There are 35 different messages for your hubby there.  You better
read them all in a regular tone of voice, and make them convincing." he
ordered her, as he held the pad in front of her, while the other man held
the microphone near her mouth.

   And so she began "Hi honey.  Well, I just got back in to the hotel we're
driving up the coast tonight to look at some property, and I just wanted
you to know that everything's okay.  Please don't let Lisa stay up too
late. You know she gets cranky at day care if you do.  Tell her Mommy loves
her and misses her.  I love you, and I'll try to call you later tomorrow,
so that we can talk.  Love you!  Bye."

   She had finished the first message and they seemed pleased at her
efforts, so they moved onto the next one.  The next twenty or so messages
were all about the same.  Some lame reason why she hadn't called earlier,
or later, while trying to reassure him that everything was fine.  She found
the next one troubling, it was her explaining to Mike why she would need to
stay out of town a few more weeks.  As she tried to finish saying, what was
written on the pad, she found herself crying from the news that her ordeal
would last longer.

   This angered the talker as her pinched her nipple and told her to knock
it off and do it right, or else.  Jennifer fought to regain her composure,
so that she could finish without angering him more.  She finished this one
and then another and another.  Then she recorded about five more, meant for
her parents.  Once she had finished, the men nodded at each other in
satisfaction over her performance, as the silent one walked into the other
room, carrying the recordings.  He returned moments later with a stack of
papers.

   Jennifer found her hands uncuffed, as she was told to sign each document
where indicated.  Looking at the first paper, she read something about
medical treatment or release or something.

   As she started to read it, the talker grabbed her nipple and said, "Slut
I don't recall telling you to read shit.  I said sign the fuckin' paper."

   Pain ran through her breast, as she signed it and moved on to the next
one.  She got a glance every now and then, some seemed to be film and
copyright releases, while others were powers of attorney and medical
release forms.  Jennifer didn't want to sign any of them, especially the
ones that hadn't even been filled in yet, but did so out of fear.

   Jennifer sat there silently, as they shuffled the papers.  The silent
one again left with them, and then returned with a small outfit.

   "Blow us, and you can get dressed." the talker said.

   "What?" Jennifer asked, shocked by his bluntness, as she was not yet
used to her situation.  Her question got her slapped across the face again.

   "Now!" was all that he said, after slapping her hard.

   Jennifer, now on her hands and knees, crawled over to the talker and
waited for him to take his thing out.  He looked down at her and said
again, "Now Slut!"

   She knew that she would have to do it all.  She started to reach for his
trousers, and he stopped her, saying.  "No, I don't think so slut, use your
teeth and mouth to get it out."

   Jennifer leaned down and tried to use her tongue to lift up the handle
on his zipper.  She had a lot of trouble with the whole process, which got
her rewarded with another nipple pinch, causing her to yelp and cry again.
Finally getting his zipper down, she used her nose to open his trousers and
found that he was wearing no underwear, thankfully.  Using her tongue, she
guided his dick into her mouth and began to move her lips across it.  She
did nothing more than move her lips across his member.  Angered by her poor
job, he pinched her again, telling her to suck it in while rolling her
tongue over it.

   Jennifer had never liked oral sex and always tried to make sure that
Mike wouldn't enjoy it, hoping that he would stop asking for it but she
began to suck on the dick in her mouth.  She slobbered on his slacks unable
to keep her saliva in her mouth.  She tried to suck the juice out of him,
hoping to avoid any further punishment.

   "That's a little better slut now take it all the way into your mouth.  I
want to feel you tonsils on my dick." he ordered.

   Jennifer tried to take it in further, but every time that she tried, she
began to gag and cough, unable to relax her throat.

   "Let me help." The talker said, as he grabbed Jennifer's hair on her
next attempt, and forced her mouth down over his prick.  She gagged and
tried to break free, but he had an iron grip on her head, and wouldn't let
go.  He held her there for several minutes, finally she relaxed enough,
that he began to move her head up and down on his cock.  Jennifer was
unaware that he had released his grip on her, as she concentrated on her
breathing, as her head moved up and down over his cock.  She found that
with a little effort, she was able to suppress her natural gag reflex, and
take his cock into her throat.  She continued on her own for the next ten
minutes.  She was doing a good enough job now to get him off.  He grabbed
her hair again, and held her head fully down onto his prick, as he shot his
load down her throat.

   Jennifer almost puked, as the man shot load after load of his hot sticky
cum down her throat.  It felt like a warm slime, and she coughed some up.
She was sickened by the taste of the awful liquid.  As she felt him release
her hair, she fell over onto the floor, trying to prevent herself from
vomiting.

   "Hey, slut you're not done.  Now go practice some more on Tony over
there.  We got places to go, so hurry up."

   Jennifer slowly crawled over to him and began the process over again. 
She was much better this time, and was able to take him into her throat
with just a little effort.  He lasted as long as the talker had, but
unloaded more of his seed into her, than his cohort had.

   The outfit was thrown to Jennifer, as she lay there on the floor.  She
looked it over.  It was a one piece, black, Lycra dress.  "Put it on Slut."
she was told.

   "I need some under.." she started to say, but after looking up at him,
she stopped.  She slipped the dress on without another word, and began to
stand up, pulling it down.  The dress hugged firmly over her hips, but was
a little loose around her boobs.  They escorted her out to an SUV, and had
her sit in the back.

   Jennifer watched through the darkened windows, as they drove through the
streets of LA, not knowing where she was being taken.  They pulled into a
small office building the placard outside labeled it the Southern LA
Plastic Surgery Clinic.  The parking lot was mostly empty and Jennifer saw
the time on the clock at the bank across the street it was just after 6:00
P.M.

   As they walked into the office, she was escorted to the back.  Tony, the
silent man, was speaking to the Doctor, as he walked out from his private
office.  She heard them saying something about an enhancement, and what
they wanted exactly.

   Jennifer was escorted into a room labeled Pre-Op.  The man whom she
thought of as the talker, reached down and began to lift her dress up and
off of her body.  Jennifer made no move to stop him, as she was too scared
to put up any resistance at this point.

   The doctor and Tony walked in, with the doctor looking at a folder.  He
then walked up and began cupping Jennifer's breasts.  The two talked about
the "operation" some more, mainly about the placement and size of the
implants.  Jennifer found herself excluded from the talk all together.  The
preparations took about an hour and a half.  Jennifer had seen in the
doctor's folder noting he already had a photo of her bare chest, labeled
"before", which he used as he made marks on her breasts.  Through all the
preparations, none of the men, or even the nurse's who had since come in,
even spoke to Jennifer.

   She found herself lying on the table and heard them talking about the
type of implant to use.  She would be getting expandable implants, whatever
that meant.  She heard them talking, as the gas mask was placed over her
face, she hadn't said a word, nor had she been spoken to since they had
arrived here.

   She heard the doctor say, "We'll put her under, I think it'll be for the
best." Only moments later, Jennifer lay there unconscious on the table.

   Chapter Six

   Jennifer awoke to find herself lying nude on the bed back at the house.
She felt light headed and in pain.  She looked down at herself and could
see why.  Jennifer's once natural and perky breasts, had been enlarged.

   There was pain and discomfort in her breasts, but also in her groin. 
She touched her breasts, as she lifted up to look at her groin.  She
guessed her bra size was now at least a C, probably a D.  Moving her hand
to her crotch, she ran it across her groin.  Her skin was perfectly smooth
above her crotch.  Her pubic area was clean Of all hair not even a bit of
stuble.

   As Jennifer gazed down at her genitals, her mouth dropped open in
shocked silence.  Her clit was now visible for all to see, as it was
exposed between her now engorged pussy lips.  Her skin was smooth, and felt
strange to her, as she ran her hand across it, the lack of hair, or at best
the stubble, told her that something else had been done, but she wasn't
sure what it was.

   Knowing that she had been changed, transformed, from what she had been,
Jennifer felt a deep shame.  These men, that she didn't know, had somehow
convinced her to allow them to do this to her.  She was appalled by her
appearance, and disgusted by her actions, as she began to wonder what would
come next.  She was worried that she would never see her parents or her
daughter again.  Then she started to wonder if she would be able to face
them, or anyone else, after the things that she had done, and that had been
done to her.

   She collected herself the best that she could, and headed for the
restroom, as she walked, she felt the lips of her pussy rubbing her now
exposed clit.  The sensation was unlike any she could remember.  It was a
perverse experience feeling herself rubbing her sex as she walked. 
Jennifer was tired and weak as she entered the spacious restroom.  She
tried to figure out what time of day it was, but looking out the small
bathroom window gave her no clue.

   Taking in the sight that greeted her in the mirror, Jennifer was amazed
at how she looked.  The large breasts now on her chest, looked out of
place. Even if she wasn't feeling the pain in her chest, she would still
feel unnatural with the enlarged boobs that now poked out from her body. 
Her skin felt stretched by the enlargement of her breasts.  To her shame,
she did think that they looked good, as they were properly shaped and very
bouncy.  She felt each breast, finding the small incision underneath each
one.  The cuts where much smaller than she had thought that they would be,
and were already beginning to heal nicely.

   Jennifer then took special notice of her sex, looking in the mirror. 
The incisions made to her sex were much easier for her to see.  They too
had already begun to heal nicely.  Jennifer ran her hand across her now
exposed clit a sensation ran through her, a mixture of pain and pleasure,
just from a gentle touch.  She took notice that her cunt lips where now
apparently permanently enlarged, and just as sensitive as her clit was. 
Her shame increased as she felt the sensations run through her body, just
from her own gentle touch.

   Jennifer saw the instructions on the counter, labeled "Care and
maintenance of you slut." She read how she was to bathe for the next two
weeks.  Following the instructions, she gave herself a sponge bath, making
sure not to get her incisions wet.  She gazed into the mirror one last
time, before wrapping herself in the towel.

   Crying and distraught by what had been done to her, Jennifer walked out
of the bathroom, and headed for 'her' bed.  Then she heard that voice
again, the one from her nightmares.

   "Hey slut, the fella's tell me that they taught you how to give a blow
job.  Get over here and prove it." he said, sitting in a chair on the side
of the room.

   Jennifer looked at him in shock.  Sitting there gazing lewdly at her,
was the man her husband had called Nate.  Jennifer found it hard to believe
that the person that she had spent so many long hours chatting with, would
have done the things to her this man had.  In their online chats, he had
been charming and romantic, telling her that he was a teacher and a coach.
She had found him to be sweet and funny.  The two had chatted about
everything.  This man knew more about her than anyone else ever had.  She
had told him things that she could never have told another living soul. 
She felt good telling him what she had, telling herself that she was just
pretending, and it was all make believe.  She had thought that no one would
ever know it was her, she hadn't even used her real name.

   Now here he was demanding a blow job from her.  Jennifer knew she had no
choice, so she quietly walked over to him and dropped to her knees.

   "Lose the fucking towel slut!" he ordered her next.

   Without hesitation, Jennifer pulled the towel from around her body, and
let it drop to the floor beside her.  She pulled his cock free from his
pants, using only her mouth, as she had learned to do.  As she took his
cock into her mouth, and began to suck it, he took out his cell phone and
made a call.

   Jennifer paid no attention to his phone conversation, as she
concentrated her efforts on giving him a blow job.  He ran his hands
through her hair, as he spoke on the phone.  Occasionally he would give her
directions, on how to make it better for him.  Although Jennifer wanted to
tell him to do it himself, she followed his instructions without saying a
word.

   She sucked on his cock for what seemed like hours.  She felt ill,
knowing that she was taking this stranger's cock into her throat.  Finally,
after what seemed like hours, Nate fired his sperm deep into her mouth. 
She swallowed as best as she could, gagging on the thick globs of the goo
that were sliding down her throat.

   After cleaning him up adequately and putting his member away she stood
up.  He ordered her to follow him, as he walked out of the room.  Jennifer
picked up the towel, and started to follow this monster who had defiled
her. Turning to her, he told her to leave the towel and do as she was told.

   Nude, she followed him back to the table in the other room.  Nate
ordered her to sit down, and shut up, as he walked into the adjoining room.
She heard the muffled conversation from the other room, but was unable to
hear what was being said.  In front of her, the television was on to CNN
news.  While reading the headline ticker, Jennifer saw that it was now just
after 2:00 PM, Thursday afternoon, and she realized that she had been out
of it since Monday.  After several minutes, he walked back into the room,
and took a seat across the table from the tortured young wife.

   "So slut, how do you like what we've done with you so far?" Nate asked.

   "I hate it and I hate you!  Why don't you just kill me and be done with
it, you bastard!" Jennifer shot back at him angrily, no longer worried
about what might happen to her.

   "Well that's what I expected.  As to killing you, there's no money in
that, however as to what I have planned for you, well I'm hoping to make a
mint on that.  But rest assured, if it becomes more profitable to just kill
you, I won't hesitate to kill you, and your family, you little slut!" He
fired back at her.

   "Why?  Why are you doing this to me?  You seemed so nice, and now you're
doing these horrible things to me!  Why?" Jennifer cried.

   "Simple slut, in my business, I need a special kind of woman, and fresh
faces.  I've used the chat rooms to find all kinds of women.  I judge what
I can get out of them.  It's always about the money.  It makes the world go
round you know." He said laughing at her.

   "If you follow my instructions, and do as you're told, you'll make it
out of this alive.  I'll let you go back to your husband, and your old
boring life.  If he won't take you back, I'm sure with your new training,
you'll be able to make some other man very happy.  However, if you fight me
on this, you might live to regret it, but I doubt it slut." He said in the
most serious of tones.

   Jennifer dropped her head in defeat.  She wondered what else was in
store for her.  She looked up to see one of the men, Tony it was, bringing
in two plates full of food.  At that moment she realized just how hungry
she really was, having not eaten anything since Sunday evening.

   Tony placed the plate full of pasta in front of her, and one in front of
Nate.  Looking at her, Nate told her to eat, and she dug in greedily. 
After finishing her food, and having seconds, Nate had her follow him into
another room.  It was a gym.  There was another man waiting for them, that
she didn't recognize.  She was ordered to give him a blow job, to wash down
her meal.

   Doing as she was told, Jennifer sucked the man off.  Thankfully he lost
his load quickly in her mouth.  After she cleaned him up, he instructed her
on different exercises.  She was told to do these exercises, in order to
"tighten" up her almost perfect body.  Jennifer spent two hours in the gym
exercising.  She was then taken into the kitchen, where she was told to
blow Tony and the talker, as she still thought of him, as she still didn't
know his name.

  
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   Jennifer had been gone for five days when I answered my front door. 
Jenna stood in the doorway, and asked if she could come in.  Looking at the
blonde standing in my door way, my jaw dropped.  She was wearing a tight
tube top that was skin tight around her huge tits.  The skirt that she wore
left nothing to the imagination and showed all of her treasures.

   I stepped back out of the way, allowing her in.  Jenna sauntered into
the room seductively.  She sat on the couch, and crossed her legs
erotically.  I sat across from her, and asked her what I owed the pleasure
of her visit to.  She explained that Jennifer had called, and asked her to
stop by to check up on our daughter and me, and drop off her paycheck.

   I sat there in shock, as I looked at Jennifer's paycheck.  It was almost
double what we had expected.  Before I could say a word, Jenna began to
tell me how good I was looking, and continued to shift her legs as she gave
me an unbelievable show.  I was shocked, as we talked for almost an hour.
She kept making subtle suggestions, about how lonely it must be for me, and
how she would like to help me out.  I laughed at her jokes, and told her I
would have to be going, as I was taking our daughter to my parents for
dinner.

   When I got home from dinner, I put our daughter to bed, and got out the
tapes of Jennifer's weekend.  Jenna's earlier visit had made me incredibly
horny.  I placed the fourth of Jennifer's tapes in the VCR, and laid down
on couch.  Moments after I had hit play button on the remote control, the
screen came to life.

   There on the screen, I watched as Jennifer sat at a table in what looked
like a bar.  She sat between six large black men, who where all drinking
heavily.  Jennifer sat there not drinking, in fact she never said a word,
as the men talked amongst themselves.  She was however sitting there
smiling, and looking quite content.  Finally, the camera angled down,
giving me a view of what was happening under the table.

   Jennifer was dressed in a halter top, and a red leather mini-skirt.  As
the camera was panning under the table, I could see three different hands
groping her between her thighs, exploring her womanhood.  Jennifer's face
was one of distant pleasure, as her distorted brow reflected how the men's
explorations were affecting her.  The camera showed fingers entering her
cunt, while others rubbed across her mound.  She was at their mercy as she
sat on her hands.

   The men changed seats several times, allowing the others a chance to
feel her up.  After several minutes, she was helped up onto the table, by
several of the men.  One of the men whispered something into her ear, and
then slapped her roughly on the ass.  Jennifer stood, and slowly began to
move back and forth on top of the table.  As the men hollered their
encouragement and directions to her, she gyrated her hips more seductively.

   Now into it, she began to put on a spectacular show for the men at her
table, and the rest of the bar.  As the camera zoomed around the room, and
then back to Jennifer, I noticed that other than Jennifer, I saw only four
other women in the topless bar, three of which looked to be waitresses. 
The men probably twenty or more of them, began to yell for her to take it
off.

   Finally doing as the men requested, Jennifer slowly began to pull up her
top, revealing the lower globes of her chest.  Then obviously thinking
better of it she stopped, and then pulled it down.  She then started to get
down from the table apparently ashamed and scared.  She had a scared look
on her face, and a realization of what she had almost done, when one of the
black men at the table slapped her ass roughly, and demanded that she
continue dancing.  She refused, and tried to climb down on the other side,
but she was then slapped by a man on that side of the table.  Having no
place else to go, she stood back up on the table, and as she was ordered to
do, she began to gyrate slowly for them again.

   Her performance now looked taxed, and did not meet with the men's
approval, as she had before.  They began booing her and chanting for her to
take it off.  Jennifer looked around the room, as if looking for some way
to escape from the horde of now angry and horny men.  As Jennifer's
gyrations slowed, the men's anger grew.  Suddenly a hand reached around and
grabbed her arm, as she was pulled down from the top of the table.

   I watched as Jennifer was carried atop an ocean of arms, to come to rest
atop a pool table.  She struggled against the men, but they held her arms
and legs securely.  Arms began running across her body, white and black
arms mixed together.

   I watched as her clothes where ripped from her body by the men. 
Jennifer's screams for help were drowned out by the growing cheers and
jeers of the men.  In just moments, one of the black man had shoved his
cock deep into her wide spread cunt.  He pounded her for several minutes,
before he gave a grunt, and then pulled out.  He was quickly followed by
another man, who was much rougher on her.  He pounded into her with such
force, that he seemed like he was trying to split her in half.  Her screams
of pain could be heard only softly, over the group's howls.

   I watched in disbelief, as tears ran down her face, as the savage rammed
his weapon into her.  I was afraid for her, yet at the same time I was
aroused by what they were doing to her.  The man between her legs was
yelling profanities at her, and spit dripped from his lips onto her body.
He was possessed, as he ravished her.  He finally pulled away from her,
slapping her thighs roughly before letting the next man in.  After this
brute, the rest of them seemed tame, as one after another, they mounted my
wife and raped her.  To her credit, Jennifer never stopped trying to
escape. she fought back and had to be held down to the very last man who
raped her.

   Released by the men, now that she had sexually satisfied every man in
the room, Jennifer rolled off of the table, and fell to the floor, as the
tape ended.  I went to bed having enjoyed my wife's movie greatly.

  
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   Two weeks had passed since Jennifer had awakened to find herself
modified and transformed.  She had gotten into a routine, she started her
day out by giving Nick or Nate, or whoever he really was, a long blow job.
Then onto the gym and another blow job before her workout.  She exercised
for two hours in the morning, before her breakfast, and two more hours
after dinner.  She would suck every man in the house, and everyone who
stopped by during the day.  On the average day, that meant that she gave a
dozen blow jobs, and on some, as many as eighteen.  She had become an
expert at getting a man to shoot his load off in her mouth quickly. 
Although she still hated it, and found it disgusting, she had gotten over
her gag reflex when she felt a man's cock in her throat.  The taste of a
man's cum, however, still made her want to vomit, although she had learned
to accept it.

   Exercising was surprisingly the most difficult part of her day, the
sensations of her clit being rubbed by her engorged cunt lips drove her
crazy, and it also humiliated her.  She wondered how long this routine
would continue.

   Chapter Seven

   Jennifer had been gone for two and half weeks now and I was missing her
more than I can express to you.  Her friend Jenna's continually visits by
the house made it even worse.  I would have swore Jenna was trying to
seduce me now on a daily basis.  Her offers to watch our daughter or take
me out for a movie or dinner had become increasingly more difficult to say
no to.  After her latest visit I retrieved the fifth of Jennifer's tapes.

   As the tape began to play I settled in not knowing what to expect.  As
the tape started I saw my wife on what looked like a hospital bed her arms
and legs strapped down to the bed.  She was awake and coherent it appeared.
Her mouth was gagged and I could hear her whimpering under the large red
ball stuffed in her mouth.

   A man wearing scrubs walked up and began taking measuments of Jennifer's
breast.  He used a tape measure and took several still photographs of her
as she pulled at the straps holding her down.  He moved around using wax
pencils to draw on her breast and small metal calipers on her nipples. 
Throughout his scrutiny of her chest the camera made a point to show the
mans face.  Finnaly after he had made several note in a folder he stood and
the camera was shut off.  When the image on the screen flicked back on the
image was of Jennifer now with her legs strapped in the stirrups and spread
apart.  I noticed she was no longer awake and her mouth no longer gagged
was now covered by a clear mask of some kind obviously supplying some type
of gas to her.

   The man in scrubs now seated between her wide spread legs began taking
measurement of her sex.  He measured the length and width of her womanhood.
Then using the caliper like device began measuring the width of her cunt
lips.  He was exacting, making measurements every few centimeters and
carefully making notes of them.  He then pulled a spreader and applying a
small amount of lubricant to it slid it in her cunt.  He opened it up and
using a small flashlight to have a look at my wife's precious inside's. 
After taking several notes and and having several looks inside he closed
the device and slid it out.  He next picked up a thin metal tube and slid
it inside Jennifer's sex.  He pulled the tub back and began playing with
some type of controls off camera.  I watched enthralled as a balloon like
device began to enlarge inside her I could see it filling her to the
limits. He took notes and shook his head as he deflated the thing from
within her and pulled it free of her.  He immedieatly lubricated the metal
tub and inserted the device ever so carefully into Jennifer's ass.  It took
no time at all before he stopped the filling balloon having reached the
limits she could accept he took notes and then after flipping this then
that pulled the tube free of her ass leaving the balloon still inflated in
her ass.

   The man in the scrubs then stood and removed the mask covering
Jennifer's face.  He sat made a few more notes then stood and dropped his
green scrubs.  He began stroking his cock with his right hand as his left
scrubbed the pencil marks of Jennifer's breast with an alcohol pad.  As he
rubbed the cool pad across her breast her nipples hardened and stood erect
as her head began turning from side to side.  As Jennifer began to come to
the man in the scrub's moved in closer between her legs rubbing the head of
his cock against her pussy and poking at the balloon shoved up her ass.  As
her eyes opened her face distorted into the look of pain.  "Get it out!  Oh
God get it out!  I have to...  Oh God get it out." Jennifer cried as she
threw her head from side to side tears began rolling down her face.  I
heard the man in the scrubs begin laughing even as she cried hysterically.
He closed the distance between them and pushed his cock into her cunt.

   He felt the pressure from the balloon in her ass and heard her screams
of pain as he impaled her time and time again.  He pulled his cock free
each time before jabbing it back into her.  Jennifer screaming in pain at
each of his thrust.  "No!  Stop!  I need to use the restroom....  Oh God
please stop!  Stop!  Pleaseeeee!!" she would scream.

   Finally the man in the scrub's spoke "Let's see how that tight ass of
you feels." He leered down at her.  "No I have to go.  Please let me use
the restroom!" She cried "Don't worry you don't need to use the restroom.
You where given an enema before we began the pressure you fell now is
nothing to what your about to." He warned her menacingly.

   He reached out and pulling a needle from the tray next him moved it
between her legs.  He pulled his cock from her pussy one last time as the
camera zoomed in he pushed the needle into the balloon or what ever it was
still stuck in Jennifer's ass.  As the balloon thing burst I saw what look
to be some type of gas whoosh out of Jennifer's ass as her sphincter
collapsed around the burst plastic device.

   Scrub's grabbing a string pulled the remniants of the balloon from her
ass.  The camera zoomed in on Jennifer's face as relief swept over her then
while still zoomed on her face her expression changed again.  The look on
her face now one of terror and pain as the camera zoomed back down between
her legs.

   Scrub's had begun to push his cock into Jennifer's now vacant ass.  Her
screams even on the tape almost deafening.  I was unable to make out any of
Jennifer's cry's but I was drawn to the image on the screen as this mans
cock slowly ever so slowly worked its way into my wife's tightly puckered
asshole.  His progress was slow and steady in the first five minutes he had
only pushed in the first two inches of his six inch cock.

   As he began to move his member back and forth a half inch in either
direction Jennifer's screams never relented.  His progress seemed to
increase now with this new sawing action technique and in the next five
minutes he had buried his entire six inch cock in her ass.

   Jennifer's cries continued but her voice was now hoarse and cracked. 
But even seeing the pain she was going through I was as aroused as I had
ever been.  I heard the moan escape scrubs mouth and in minutes I saw the
white jism being pushed out with each additional thrust in her ass.  He
went on and plowed into her until he moaned again and let loose another jet
of his seed in her as the picture faded to black never showing scrub's
face.

   End chapter 7 

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