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What I can remember beforehand, and it isn’t very
much, is that Mariko and I were walking down the lane that leads to our house.
We were admiring the autumn shades and the colors of the sunset through the
trees. I can recall a pressure on my face and a sickly sweet pungent smell.
After that nothing until I awoke – how much later on I don’t know.
I was in darkness. A cloth was tied tight round my
head and over my eyes. There was a gag in my mouth. It felt as if I was
traveling up in a fast lift. Now I know that it was the effects of coming round
from being chloroformed.
Confused sound of voices started to penetrate my
brain. Somewhere in front of me a woman was whimpering as if she was in pain.
There were men’s voices. As my brain started to clear I heard someone:
“We’re going to have real fun with this Japanese
bitch when her husband comes round. Just look at the way she’s struggling.
Can’t you wait for us to start? You’ll give you a night you won’t forget in a hurry.
We’d better wake the old man up for you, eh? He’ll enjoy watching ringside.
Can’t keep you waiting.”
Someone thrust some foul smelling salts under my
nose holding them there until my head jerked back and I came to full
consciousness.
I tried hard in my confused state to take stock of
what was going on. I was horrified to find that someone had tied me naked to a
chair. Why on earth was this happening? However much I tugged against the cords
that were holding me in place nothing happened. The room was full of male
voices. I couldn’t work out the numbers – just a lot of them. The whimpers I
now recognized as belonging to Mariko, my 43-year-old wife. What in hell was
happening?
“He’s come round” someone said “Get the show
started! Honey, let’s show lover-boy what we’ve got laid on for you and him…”
Rough hands removed the blindfold. My eyes blinked
in the lights, trying to get accustomed to the brightness of the room. I
quickly looked around. At first I thought that there must actually be twenty or
more men there – all naked apart from underwear. Then I realized that the room
was lined with mirrors all focusing in on a solid upright wooden frame in the
center of the floor. From its middle hung Mariko.
The bastards who had kidnapped us had her hanging
painfully by the wrists from a ring in the middle of the cross bar. Her arms
were stretched tight and her legs had been left dangling a few centimeters off
the floor so that she could almost, but not quite, reach it to relieve the
pressure in her shoulders. A cloth gag was wrapped round her mouth. This
muffled her cries. She was clothed but before they had raised her off the
ground someone had obviously removed her T-shirt just leaving her wearing a bra
and her jeans. As she looked over to me I could see the sheer terror in her
wide-open eyes. I tried tugging again but the guys laughed at my efforts. A
quick glance convinced me that what I was doing was useless. Ropes attached
both my lower arms and wrists to the arms of the chair. I could feel my ankles similarly
bound. I counted nine or ten men gathered around - all with noticeable bulges
in their pants.
“Let’s see what we got ourselves here” one of them
said and moved over to Mariko. He ran his hands firmly over her bra. Mariko’s
head shook from side to side and a panicky little sound came from behind her
gag.
“Welcome, bitch, to our little training centre –
your probably wondering why we’ve got you here eh? There’s a little group of us
who call ourselves the ‘Wife Tamers’. We like the idea of taking uppity bitches
like you with your big houses and superior ideas and teaching you proper
respect and obedience. The fact that we got your husband too is a bonus. He can
watch and observe what we do. I’m not guaranteeing you’ll like it though
squire. Be patient though – bitch training can take a while to be effective.”
I could see Mariko trying to say something from
behind her gag.
“Say, I think the bitch wants to talk” he said. He
reached round and untied the knot at the back of her head. For a moment or two Mariko
shook her head getting her voice back:
“I never be do what you want. Please stop this now. Let me down. My arms hurt. I want you to
stop. You let me and husband go and we say nothing more.”
“No, you’re not telling us what to do, get it?
You’re not leaving here till we’ve had a lot more fun with you and your old
man. Guys, let’s see what’s on offer for us”
Saying this a couple of the men grabbed her by the
waist and undid the buttons and zip on her jeans, pulling them down and off her
legs. By now her panic was reaching an extreme stage. Her legs kicked out and
she started to swing on the rope in a vain attempt to stop anything else from
happening. This just seemed to add to the men’s enjoyment.
Despite the shouts of “No!” from her they now reached
inside the waist of her panty hose and tugged this too down her legs. Suddenly
she was hanging there only in her white bra and the T-backed panties she liked
to wear. In the mirrors I could see the muscles on her back stretched taught by
the position of her arms. The thin line of white cotton running between her
cheeks emphasized her shapely rear.
The men now grabbed her flailing legs and pulled
them roughly apart despite her attempts to clamp her thighs together. They
stretched them until they were widely spread-eagled and then maneuvered them
onto small blocks attached to the inward side of each of the vertical posts.
Ropes were quickly fastened round her ankles and secured on the posts locking
her in an outstretched, ‘upside-down Y’ shape, her arms held taught high above
her head and her shapely legs locked akimbo. A man to her front was rubbing
himself obscenely against Mariko; the cloth in his pants pushed out stiffly by
an erection was massaging her mound through the cotton of her panties. As he did
this he was kissing her on the neck and ears. She was trying hard to pull her
head away, a groaning sound coming from her.
In the mirror I could see someone else was running
his fingers up and down the white cloth in her buttock cleft and squeezing the
flesh on the globes of her cheeks.
“Right, time to really show us what you’re made of
bitch” said one of the guys “which do you want it to be first, tits or cunt?”
Mariko made one last, desperate and ignored plea as he came up to her wielding
a knife.
“Please don’t do this. You must stop.”
“You just don’t seem to be getting it yet, do you
bitch. I’ve told you before you’re going to be trained properly by us – to do
as we say not what you say. Get it into your head – it’s up to us what happens
not you. If you can’t tell us what you want to display first I’ll choose for
you – anyway that’s what I like a woman who leaves decision to the man”.
Saying this he slipped the knife inside her
panties. First to the right, then to the left he cut through the waistband.
They fell to the floor in a forlorn small white heap.
“Now look what we have here. A nice black bush and
Japanese cunt for us to enjoy.”
He poked the sharp pointed end of the knife into
her dark black pubic hair, pricking her mound and making her jerk her lower
body backwards. He fingered her labia:
“And these cunt lips look like they’d like a bit
of separating by a stiff cock”
“Not bad ass either” another man said licking his
finger and rubbing it up and down her rear cleft,
“Let me pull her cheeks apart and a have look at
her bud…yeah that looks real nice, tight, raised and ready to taste some
man-meat. Do you fuck much in the ass lady?”
Mariko jerked and screamed at the unwelcome
sensations and words. I was helpless – forced to watch on at the sport they
were having and to listen to my wife’s cries and sobs. We both knew what was
going to happen but were powerless to stop it – being left only to fear the
extent of what they could do. Most of the men came up and made intimate
examinations of her exposed genitals and buttocks. We both had to endure
expressions from their dirty minds as to what they planned to do with her.
“Time for your titties honey” the guy with the
knife said. “Looking at your bra they’re not big but let’s help ourselves to a
look any way” A hand reached round and undid the clasp, the knife flicked
again, cutting the shoulder straps and Mariko was completely naked in front of
a baying mob.
“Jeeze yes, like I said, small pert tits. I like
those dark little nubs – now they’re something to play with” he said rubbing
the blade against the flesh of one of her long nipples. Mariko looked down
trying to see what he was doing almost frozen in shame and despair – only a low
whine coming from her mouth indicating her fear of what he might do. The point
of the knife was moved round the base of her nipple and then its point pushed
against the front of the tip forcing it back into her breast and then releasing
the pressure to let it pop out.
“Some fun
for us chewing these later.”
One of the other guys had gone out of the chamber.
Now he reappeared with a steaming bowl of water and some other bits and pieces.
He came over to me and whispered,
“Time for her to get rid of that bush, isn’t right
a woman hides her cunt from us”.
I called him everything I could think of but he
just shrugged and said, “Better get used to it – you ain’t going anywhere.”
The other men made space for him. He approached
her and ran his fingers through her pubic hair giving them a little tug. She
tried to resist the affront by moving her knees back and forth but her ability
to do anything was limited to wriggling her behind. I saw in the mirror that
another of the men had reached for a broad, bat shaped, flogger and seeing the
wriggling buttocks he laid on a powerful stroke. A scream rent the room:
“Oh bastard, you are filthy bastard, please not do
that me”
A second stroke produced a second scream and a
roomful of laughter.
The guy in front unhurriedly placed the steaming
bowl on a stool someone had put there for him.
“OK now for a nice waxing” he said “Bet you’d pay
a fortune for this at a parlour – yeah but then again they’re expert. Me, I
just follow the instructions.”
He dipped into something in the bowl
with a spatula like instrument and applied a layer of warmed wax onto one side
of her pubic hair. He investigated his handy work to make sure that he had got
it well covered. He then used the instrument to rub it in quickly and put a
strip of cotton fabric onto the wax, rubbing it hard a couple of times to
ensure it has adhered to the wax. Mariko’s body was pushed about by his action.
“Now for the fun bit guys” he said
“The instructions say that I have to use one hand to pull the skin taut with
the hair whilst the other pulls this strip back. I like the bit it says that
the faster you pull the strip the better the results. I think this’ll hurt her
more than me. Get ready to say goodbye to some of your pubes honey…”
As the guys around laughed he took a
firm hold on the strip and ignoring Mariko’s whimpering with a “ready, steady,
go” yanked on the cloth as hard as he could.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggghhhhhhhhh”
yelled Mariko
“Jeepers, that’s great stuff. Here
look at this, all them black hairs attached to this bit of cloth”
So saying he lifted himself up and
ran them across Mariko’s gasping mouth,
“Well, half done, half to go. Bet you
liked that didn’t ya? Time for the encore”
He rubbed his hand on the now smooth
half of her mound and reached for the bowl and the spatula. The procedure was
repeated on the remaining area of black growth and he invited the man I had now
worked out to be the leader to do the honors.
Again a fearful screech rent the air
as the tough and resisting hairs were torn by their roots out of her mound.
“Lovely job, just need the tweezers
now to pluck a few leftovers”
For the next minute or so Mariko
jerked and cried out spasmodically as the depilation was finalized. Pleased
with his work the guy who had done it rubbed his rough hands across the now
pinkish fleshy mound.
“Says we should put moisturizer on to
make it soft. Makes the pinkness go away. I got some when I bought the kit. Be
nice rubbing it in though.”
He proceeded to slowly rub the white
ointment into the skin of her mound, paying particular attention to the area
around her clitoris. As he finished he got up, cupped one hand over the bald
area and rubbed it back and forth whilst sucking Mariko’s nipples.
“Great, bloody great.”
Wolf-whistles rent the air. One of the guys, who I
think was the gang-leader, held her head between his hands forcing his mouth
onto hers and rubbing his torso up and down hers at the same time. I could see
her hands opening and closing in little fists of fear.
Then he was down on his knees between her legs
sucking and slurping on her clitoris and labia. I saw a second man do the same
behind her, prising apart her cheeks and reaming her crack, his nose and lips
lost to view between the two globes. Under this renewed sexual assault Mariko’s
head was flung back and incessant shouts and cries of “Iiiiiieeeeeeeee, Iiiiiieeeeeeeeeee, no, no”
came from her.
Thee bastard between her legs turned to me with a
sneering grin on his face:
“Greedy of you to think you could keep this hot
bitch to yourself, man. She’s going to have the pleasuring of her life……..what
do you say we put the blind back on you so you can listen in without either of
you being embarrassed by the other seeing what they are doing? Yeah guys cover
his eyes up again.” So saying the blindfold was suddenly back over me. I could
hear Mariko’s ongoing cries of agonized fear but no longer knew what was being
done to her. But the sounds and voices left me in no doubt.
“Me and Fred are going first, OK! Fred put some
lube on that ass of hers – no point you getting hurt doing it dry…” followed by
a sharp cry from Mariko and a plea not to do it.
“Well Mariko what do you think of these cocks eh?
Bloody sight bigger than that little pecker of your old man. How do you like
the idea of real thick meat up you? Tell him – go on tell him”
“Please no, you mustn’t do this. I am married
woman and respectable. Please, please, please stop.”
“Now that just ain’t polite lady refusing good
cock.”
I heard a series of screams from Mariko as what
sounded like the paddle struck against her.
“Now let’s try again till you get it right – tell
your old man what you think about the idea of us fucking you with our big
cocks.”
I heard a faint sound that sounded a bit like “OK”
followed by a further cry of pain,
“OK, OK, I not like idea but please not pain me
like that”
Everyone seemed to be laughing at her and at me.
“God ain’t she just one hot bitch spread like
that. Who wants to check how damp she is?”
In my blinded world a series of short feminine
groans followed. Someone said “She don’t seem to have got damp for you boss –
do you want us to lube her for you?”
“No, she’ll soon be damp enough for fisting when
we’ve put some juice in her”
“Ok honey, time for your new man to find out what
you are like”
The only sounds in the rooms were pleas from
Mariko as she begged him not to do it – “No, no don’t, please please please
stop, don’t do this to me, no…please take it away me, stop”
Then again there was a long almost strangled cry
in Japanese that seem to come from the pit of her stomach “iiiiiieeeeeeeeeee,iiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee”
It echoed off the walls. I jerked and jerked on
the bonds, tortured by the knowledge that the man’s cock had penetrated my
wife’s vagina and he was now raping her.
“God, you’re a tight little cunt – not had enough
real cock in you to loosen you up”
If I could have broken free at that moment I would
have murdered the guy and his gang. Mariko was sobbing away with the physical
and mental pain and humiliation being inflicted on her unwilling body. I could
hear the guy grunting.
“Come on Frank, time for you to have a taste too –
do you like having a man up your back passage Mariko? Ever done two men
together?”
Her sobs were interspersed with frantic attempts
to beg them not to inflict this additional horror on her
“No, not there, not there. Please take it away. It
is not possible please don’t try to push there, I can’t do it. It hurt me.
Please stop….”
“Relax baby I’m coming in like it or not. The more
you try to stop me the more it hurts you but I’ll be in just the same. Guys she is tight as tight. Hang on boss it’s
going to take me time to get past this muscle…”
“The sphincter you cretin”
“OK boss, whatever, but she’s tight as a drum. I’m
going to put some lube on.”
I could hear his animal like grunts as he battered
at the gate to Mariko’s behind. She was crying out loud, begging and imploring
for it to stop. Then I could hear him saying that he was going in, followed by
a rending scream from Mariko, signaling that the little rosebud had been
uncaringly violated and the brute’s cock was into her bowels.
“OK can feel you in there Frank. Let’s work her
together.”
Mariko just continued to sob and cry at what was
being done to her. The other men, who must have been gathered around, offered
lewd comments and advice to their two mates who were busy raping her. The reply
they got was in the form of more bestial grunts.
This seemed to have gone on for an interminable
time when someone said that they should let me watch the climax to see them
‘seeding’ my wife. I felt hands on the chair and then it being dragged
forwards. When the blind was roughly removed from over my eyes I had been
repositioned close to the frame in a position where I could see the gang
leader’s rutting close up and observe his mate clearly in a mirror that
revealed a three-quarter’s view of himself working on Mariko’s back. Mariko
herself was shaking her head from side to side and being jerked up on the
restraining cords by the brutal thrusting of the two men inside her. Her sobs
and cries mingled with the shouts when the men realized I could now see what
was happening. Seeing that I was no longer blindfolded Mariko quickly averted
her face from my direction, holding her head down and to the side in shame.
Someone said aloud in my direction:
“Your wife looks as if she’s loving the taste of
real cocks in her instead of that puny thing of yours. Hey! Honey look your old
man’s got a stiffy looking at you being fucked…”
It was true, to my shame, my penis had filled out
into a tight erection seeing the movement in front of me.
“No relief for you squire – not like the boss and
Fred, ha….”
I could see the two men levering on their hips and
pushing their swollen penises as far as they could reach into Mariko’s
stretched and spread-eagled body, totally ignoring her protesting moans.
“God, your wife’s great pussy” said the guy
pulverising her vagina “bloody great pussy, much too good for one man to keep
to himself. I’m going to fill her in a minute. Hurry up Fred and we’ll pump her
together”
In his turn Fred just gave out a sadistic groan
and pushed harder with his hairy buttocks. From my position I could see
Mariko’s shaven, bald mound, and her labia lips sucking unwillingly around the
thick shaft pistoning her.
“Yes, yes, yesssssss – I’m going to come in you
bitch. I’m going to fill that little cunt of your’s with my hot jism.
Ohhhhhhhhhh get ready for it babe – the filling of your life”
Locked deep in her backside Fred just uttered a
prolonged groaning “ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” as his thrusts increased in urgency and
in speed to try and catch up. Her anus was being sodomised at break-neck speed.
The pain in her sphincter muscle as it was stretched, pushed and pulled must
have been unbearable.
From Mariko the only sound was a prolonged
“Aaaaaaghhhhhhhhh! Noooooooooooo, Nooooooooo, Nooooooo” as she felt the men
gathering pace to shoot their loads into her.
Then there seemed to be 30 seconds of absolute
chaos as the guys completely lost control, mercilessly shoving themselves into
her, biting on her neck, pinching her nipples, cursing and swearing whilst
Mariko screamed and screamed at them to stop and tugged her arms and legs what
little bit she could against her bonds. Her fingers splayed outwards in
response in mental agony as she felt herself being impregnated by the lust
hungry males. They jerked and jerked, shouting obscenities “oh fuck, oh fuck,
aaaaahhhhh” as their semen spurted again and again deep into her womb and
bowels.
As their spasms declined the leader pushed his
tongue into her mouth and his mates hands were round her front fondling hard on
her breasts.
“Fucking hell, that what a bloody great fuck” said
the articulate voice of Fred from behind her “God she was tight as a miser’s
purse. Haven’t you tried to stretch her there mate? Whatever. We’ve done it for
you now alright.”
Slowly the men’s cocks slipped out of Mariko’s
body. The guys were trembling and panting, exhausted from their exertions.
Stretched tied and wide Mariko was racked with sobs, unable to move and clearly
fearful of what would be coming next. As the two rapists stepped away I could
see with horror the first signs of the thick sperm seeping from her bald
vagina.
“For someone who’s just had the best fuck of your
life you don’t seem very grateful” the gang boss said to her. He walked behind
the frame and picked up the flogger once more:
“Let’s here you say thank you then” and saying
this he swung a hard blow into her buttocks. As he repeated the treatment she
yelled in pain, her body writhing under the blows and more sperm seeping out
and dropping on the ground below her.
“Well, if that sex wasn’t good enough, you’re just
going to have some more to teach you to appreciate us. OK you two, your turn”
Two more of the guys, erections sticking way out
in front of them came up to the frame, one passing behind and the other
positioning himself to attack the vagina.
“Her old man’s looking a bit peeky” said the guy
who had just finished raping Mariko “better blindfold him again – he can’t have
liked what he saw as much as I thought he would.”
Once again I was plunged back into blindness but
not deafness. I could hear Mariko still sobbing but her pleas had become weaker
and her voice more exhausted.
I heard one man say to the other “ready then’
let’s rock and roll” and a few seconds later a prolonged high pitched wail from
my wife as they must have violated her at the back and front simultaneously and
with force. Again I had to endure the sounds of her dual rape, endless sobs and
cries from Mariko, grunts and filthy comments from the men. Once more it went on
for what seemed like ages until the shouts and animal noises signaled that
their penises were ready to burst inside her. Again that mixed cacophony of
sound, male triumph, female pain and humiliation as their loads were spent.
I heard the men laughing and joking about their
exploit and the servicing they had given to the helpless woman, splayed out for
their pleasure. By now she was weeping and pleading hopelessly for them to
spare her any more.
But mercy was not on the agenda. The invite went
out again and again to the others in the room. Each time screams emanated from
Mariko. Sometimes the cries from her made it sound as if she was being
sodomised before being taken in the vagina. Other times it sounded as if she
was being penetrated at the front. No amount of jerking against my ropes would
let me loosen my ties. I just had to sit there and listen to our private
relationship being torn more and more asunder as the men pleasured themselves
in her. My minds eye was turning these raw sounds into a picture of what was
being done to her stretched out body.
At last this savagery seemed to end. Someone said
that they should untie her from the frame and I heard groans as they must have
been lifting her down.
There were some strange noises and laughter that
made me wonder what was going on now. I thought I heard a little clinking noise
and more sobbing sounds. Then unmistakably there was a high, pained animal cry
from Mariko.
“OK, time to show him then” someone said and the
blind was removed. In front of me, on her knees, a black metal-studded collar
round her neck, was Mariko. The clinking sound that I had heard was a lead
attached to the collar. From her rear protruded something that looked like a
horses tail. The men must have shoved some sort of dildo into her anus that had
the tail attached to it. I could see it was held in place by being attached to
a thin leather waist belt with metal loops on it.
She was pulled towards me “go on suck him, show us
how you use your tongue little bitch dog” one of the guys said. Mariko froze.
“What have we here – a bitch that needs obedience
classes? OK, you have had your chance, now we will teach you to do what your
told.”
The lead tugged at her neck and she was pulled up
into a sitting position on her knees. At the same moment a clothes peg was
attached to each of her nipples. With the little energy she had left she
screamed at the pain and tried to shake them off.
“Not enough. You’ll learn real obedience or suffer
the pain”
A second set of clothes pins were produced and
snapped into place at right-angles to the first, locking their jaws over the
ones attached to her. The pressure must have doubled or trebled. She howled in
agony but no mercy was shown. Pushed down onto all fours she was told again to
suck me. Now she lent forward and took my penis in her mouth. I could feel the
rough pins rubbing on my legs as she desperately worked her mouth around my
shaft.
“That’s a better dog” the guy said and reaching
under her released the pressure, first on one nipple and then on the next “Keep
sucking, show us how you do it if you don’t want them back on”.
She worked away on me to the point where I must
have started to look as if I might come. At that moment the leash dragged her
off into the middle of a circle formed by the ten men who had raped her.
“Come on doggie we know you can do it so now we’re
going to feed you better than that old man could. Remember the pain. Do it
right and you’ll be OK, any disobedience and you’ll have those clothes-pins to
wear for the next few hours.”
Still on all fours she was maneuvered into a
position in front of the first big erection. A hand grabbed her by the back of
her head and pulled her towards the waiting cock:
“Open wide and swallow my prick baby – I bet you
liked it when it was up your ass so have a little taste again - and don’t
forget the clothespins are her if you decide to get frisky”
To reinforce the last point another of the men put
them momentarily over her nipples and let the pressure come on:
“Please no take them off, please I do what you
say, but not pain me please”
Rather than face that agony again Mariko opened
her mouth and, closing her eyes, let the man push his thick shaft between her
lips, the cockhead disappearing from my view to be replaced by a bulge growing
inside her cheek.
“Put some movement in to it whore” he said “I know
you Jap bitches can suck good so do it!”
He held onto her head and dragged it in closer
whilst pushing his penis into her open mouth. Bit by bit its length was being
swallowed by a reluctant Mariko. I could hear her choking grunts as it was
inserted deeper into her mouth. Her moans and gagging sounds were the main
noise in the room, apart that is from the moans of pleasure from the recipient
of her unwilling attention. As his member pushed further he started to rock his
hips back and forth, the damp glistening shaft emerging a little then sliding
back in. The man holding the leash kept the black collar tight with the leash
to prevent Mariko escaping from the oral sex she was being forced into.
“That’s it, good bitch, open your throat for your
master” the man being fellated said. That the man was forcing her to deep
throat him was confirmed I thought I could by a slight swelling movement up and
down her throat and the struggling, choking sounds she was emitting. Mariko’s body looked small and vulnerable as
it was being abused by the action in her throat. The terror of what was
happening was reinforced by the thick dildo plugging her anus with its tail
sticking out, and by the sperm still leaking from her ravished vagina.
“Now guys” said the pack leader “remember we’ve
got the Obedience Breeding Couch for her yet so don’t go coming in her mouth
yet – save your sperm. We’ll have plenty of opportunities to fire some jism
down her throat later.”
“Reckon that lead and tail suit her boss” someone
else added “perhaps we could get your Great Dane to breed with her eh?”
Mariko uttered a frightened gagging sound.
“Like I say Wayne, we’ve plenty of time to do
anything we fancy”.
For the next few minutes Mariko was dragged round
from man to man and forced to swallow in her mouth the penises that had
ravished her. Despite the tears that she was shedding as she did this none of
them showed any sign of mercy. They were enjoying using her too much.
“Ok let’s get him and her over to the Couch” the
leader eventually said.
Once again I found myself being dragged in the
chair elsewhere in the room. This time I was brought alongside a device that
can best be described as being the shape and size of a massage table with a
thickly padded leather top. It seemed to be divided along its length into three
sections. On either side half way up the middle section was a vertical pole
that seemed to have circular eyelets at various heights.
Mariko was dragged reluctantly across the floor on
all fours. As she resisted the pressure from the leash attached to her collar
blows were applied to her thighs with the paddle to encourage her to move. When
she reached the table the men seemed to know what they planned to do:
“Climb up doggy…you don’t want to? OK guys lift
her up and put her on her back in the centre of the Couch.”
Eager hands lifted her up, turning her over so her
back touched against the leather. As they were easing her into place I could
see the ‘tail’ hanging down from her obscenely. Once there the men positioned
her with her torso in the middle section and head and legs at either end.
A broad leather strap was brought from under the
middle, stretched across her stomach and buckled tight. Men at either side
grabbed her hands and arms, fastened straps around her wrists and attached
these tightly to eyelets on the belt. She was thus secured arms by her side,
incapable of movement. Mariko was trying to move against the bonds and making
little crying sounds knowing that something unpleasant was going to be done to
her. The leader spoke:
“You remember I said we liked to teach proper
respect and obedience to uppity bitches. Well you’ve had a little taste of what
we do. Now for something more intense. This little couch your lying on is our
own invention. Looks simple enough – but it’s the way we use it that you’ll
like.”
A little “nnnnnnnnnnnnn” sound came from Mariko
and she was shaking her head in abject fear.
“Well, you’re a fine woman, not too old yet for
our plan” he said “Me and the lads, we call this the Obedience Breeding Couch.
That’s ‘cause it teaches obedience in bitches like you and allows us to breed
with them”
I tried again to release myself and howled from
inside my gag,
“Sounds like your man really likes the idea eh?
Well he like even more the way we’ll make you hold your legs wide open for us
lady – like obedient women do for their men. And he’ll see you do it all on
your ownsome for us – just to let us breed away in you”
Mariko’s body jerked up and down, held in place by
the belt across her midriff.
“Excited already!”
“OK guys let’s get her fixed up”
One of them came forward and started adjusting the
uprights until they were level with her hips and positioned a short distance
out from the Table device she was laid out on. He then produced a bobbin of
what looked like strong black thread.
Reaching over Mariko he tweaked her nipples a few
times bringing the blood into them. Quickly he mad a loop in the free end of
the thread and placed it over her right nipple, tightening it as she did so to
the point where she squealed with the sharp pain it produced. He measured out a
length that reached towards the other nipple. This again he looped and placed
over the sizeable upstanding nub. He wasn’t quite satisfied and redid the loop
to make the thread shorter between nipples. Now he pulled the left breast
towards the right, fastened the loop tightly in place with the thread in
between Mariko’s breasts taught. He let go of the breast he was holding. Mariko
screamed in pain and her body jolted at the same time.
“Good, good, that seems to be about the right
length for that”
“Oh please, please take it off me it is make
agony”
“Doing its job then”
He called some of the guys over, asking them now
to raise her legs, push them back with her thighs towards her chest and then to
spread them out. As they did this from where they had put my chair I could see
her shaven mound and her sore genitals being exposed to public view.
“Now for the obedience bit” he chuckled to himself.
He made another loop in the thread and again fed
this over her nipple, pulling it tight. This time Mariko could only cry out, as
her pinioned body was incapable of movement. He again measured a length, this
time down towards her raised foot. He cut the right length off with his teeth,
passed the loose end through an eyelet on the post and looped it round her big
toe. It stretched back connecting under tension to her nipple. Telling the guys
to keep a hold of that leg he moved round the other side and repeated his
steps, securing a tight bond between nipple and toe through the eyelet.
“OK. We’re going to let go in a second. Suggest
you keep your legs up and wide honey just like we like ‘em for breeding. Let
‘em go and you’ll be feeling it alright.”
At a signal the men released Mariko’s legs.
Inevitably they dropped a little. A frightful scream shook me through. The
devilish arrangement that the men had worked out was torturing my poor wife.
Any movement to close or lower her legs tightened the loop around her nipple. I
could already see their base being squeezed by the fine cord and the elongated
tips starting to swell. The cord between her nipples also played its part. If
her legs moved to try and close themselves they pulled the cords outwards on each
nipple. This movement was counter-acted by this other cord that strained to
hold them in place. I could hear Mariko’s panicked voice:
“oh God no, no, no, God no it hurts me I cannot
stand the pain..”
“Well you know little lady the way you make yourself
more comfortable is to hold your legs closer to your chest and wider apart –
that’ll relieve the pressure for you and be great for us. Choice is yours. Make
it easier to be fucked, - less pain. Try to resist us – more pain.”
Then they lowered the front flap of the table.
This left Mariko’s buttocks perched on the edge of the centre section with her
vagina in a position of easy access. The ‘tai’l dangled down from her anus like
a real tail.
“Ok now for your breeding, nice and deep, perfect
position to impregnate you. Don’t have children yet do you. Your husband can
have a ringside seat whilst we bang you up for him. Mind telling who’s daddy is
going to be a bit of a guessing game for you both. Could be any of us – maybe
even one of our friends.”
For a moment Mariko, crying aloud at what she knew
was coming, forgot the cords and tried desperately to close herself. The
fiendish nature of the cords bit into her and she was held back, sobbing and
thighs wide apart.
The guys got out a pack of cards and started
drawing lots whilst I watched stupefied and fearful as to what was coming next.
A big cheer and this guy with a beer paunch
stepped up between the outspread legs.
“Looks like you’ve got me for starters” he said,
feeling at Mariko’s labial lips and spreading a little of the cum across them
as a crude lubricant,
“Other’s won’t need to do that by the time I’ve
shot in you”
“nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn” moaned Mariko as he
made his final preparation. From where I was I could see the penis, much bigger
than mine, being positioned against her lips. Up and down it moved opening them
with its bulging head.
“nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn – nnnnnnn”
The movement up and down came to a stop, his hand
reached to hold the shaft tight,
“Watch this guys going to stuff her now” – a last
comment, then he pushed his hips forcefully forward. The monstrous purple head
and the thick shaft behind it were swallowed almost instantaeneously into
Mariko’s vagina:
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
she screamed and screamed
“God this is great cunt” the fat man said.
The way Mariko was positioned on the table meant
that he was almost at 90 degrees to her vagina. Her legs were pulled back
thrusting her entrance forward and accessible. He went in deep.
Her screams filled the room. Not one long scream
but a series of short, pained agonized cries, making an almost continuous
sound.
“She’s bloody great to screw. Tight as anything
despite earlier, really gripping my cock. And I’m right up against the end of
her tunnel…can feel that dildo in her arse too…”
He was going to enjoy himself, using different
strokes, moving in and out with long and short thrusts, fast and slow, rubbing
his penis head deep inside on her cervix, teasing her labia with it, pretending
to be about to penetrate her again, then pushing in hard for real. All the time
I could see Mariko’s body shaking at the abuse it was being forced to take. The
men had placed me where I could see penises raping my partner. His bulbous head and the thick shaft behind
seemed to swell her entrance as they forced their way in. As he pulled back the
girth of his erection seemed to draw the labial lips tight and outwards around
his rutting member. Mariko’s eyes
sometimes closed with shame and fright, only to jerk wide open and staring when
the penis impacted her inner depths; she bit her lip; she shook her head; all
the time she was forced by the pain in her nipples to keep her legs held back
to facilitate his assault.
Then he started to come. He was going to enjoy
this and the mental torture it would inflict on his victim.
“Get ready honey, keep those legs wide open for
some lively little sperm in you – hope your ready for them ‘cause they’re just
ready for you”
His thrusts quickened accompanied by loud groaning
sounds. Then he was leaning over her, his hips clamped tight to her body, his
penis pushed as far in as he could get it, his naked, hairy buttocks trembling
as they made repeated short rapid urgent thrusts.
“Oh yeah, here it comes, ahhhhhhhhhh, ohhhh
yeahhhhh, take it baby, get it all in you, take it, take it…oh, its good, oh
I’m going to make you pregnant and a half you bitch”
Mariko was trapped helplessly beneath him crying
‘no!’ over and over again as he thrust and thrust his semen into her; still
crying ‘no!’ as he uttered his last final ecstatic moan and fell exhaustedly
across her body. All the time I could see her hands, bound to the waist belt,
opening and closing as he pumped his semen into her.
“Reckon I must be poppa number 1 on your list
baby, you made me cum like a real prize-winning bull, real good, A1 quality
cream. You like to clean me up and taste the juice?
He walked round to the head of the table and
adjusted something. Mariko’s head fell backwards as the section supporting it
dropped down to make her mouth accessible. He stood over Mariko’s face in
triumph.
“Open bitch, clean my baby-maker properly”
She kept her mouth tight closed.
“OK, have it that way then – I was making it easy
for you”
He walked off a short way and came back with a set
of nipple clamps. He placed them one over each nipple and simultaneously let
go. As tey bit into the purple flesh of her engorged nipples Mariko’s whole
body jerked. She momentarily forgot the cords as her legs pulled tight in
response to the pain – only to multiply the effect of the pressure. Her voice
came faint and humiliated:
“Please I do for you but please you take off from
my nipple”
“Ok, your bright. I’ll give you that, understand
things quick don’t you. So clean Poppa nicely now and he’ll take them off while
you do it”.
Her mouth opened and his limp, slimy, penis went
in.
“You lick it babe, wash it nice and clean for me –
want you to taste what’s inside you”
He kade her do this for several minutes and was
still there when the next man came up and started to have sex. To Mariko the
new penetration was unexpected but the cry from her was muffled to a very faint
‘nggggggggggg’ by the penis in her mouth.
Whilst the beer belly man walked over to join his
buddies, boasting away, number 2 carried on with what they had called their
‘breeding’. This rape was similar to the previous one, taken at leisure for the
enjoyment of the violator. Big shouts as he came, cries of ‘no’ from Mariko,
more boasts about what his sperm would do.
The men came one after another, stimulated
sexually by the sight of what the tableau being enacted in front of them. A few
were so excited by it all that they came back again. The sperm leaked out of
Mariko’s vagina and down between her parted buttocks onto the tail sticking
from her rear. A slippery white trail moving slowly down the black horsehair.
More and more her cries weakened as the assaults continued.
When it had finished the leader came over and
standing over me said:
“Bet you liked watching that then mister – did you
think she could manage all that cock? You’ll be thanking us the way we’ve
trained her. Not so snotty nosed now are you woman?”
“By the way you two, if you thought you were going
home now forget it. You’ll be our guests a while more. Our hobby gets a bit
expensive so we’ve auctioned your Mariko round the local biker gangs. Got a
bloody good price when they saw her photo – lot of bidding. The ones who bought
you’ll be her tomorrow so you might as well stay.”
I tried to struggle again but just caused more
mirth. Mariko was making a gasping sobbing sound.
“Now just one last thing for you tonight – the
gang left us with a little present to give you in advance.”
Saying this he indicated a family size Coke bottle
full of gray-white fluid.
“They thought you’d like a taste of things to come
deary”
Another of the group raised the headboard until
Mariko’s head lay level. He produced a fearful device – like a gag to strap
around the face, but in pride of place was a large clear plastic funnel and a
wide piece to fit inside the victim’s mouth. They forced Mariko’s mouth open,
inserted the mouthpiece and lifting her head secured the strap around the back.
She was lowered back into place, legs still akimbo, nipples swollen, arms
locked by her side and now a funnel protruding from her mouth.
“You’ll love this, two litres of protein for you –
chilled and stirred not shaken – a real cock tail, ha!”
Mariko stared straight up at the funnel sticking
from her mouth, eyes wide. The leader showed her the bottle close up, slowly
removed the cap and started to pour into the funnel. Someone held Mariko’s head
firmly to stop her moving from side to side. The sperm from the bottle inched
up the clear funnel and for some time she seemed to be avoiding drinking it
down. Seeing this one of the guys mounted her again and a couple started to
chew on her engorged and agonized nipples. I thought I saw her Adam’s Apple
move. I could see the fluid level drop a little, to be topped up by the man
with the bottle when it got close to empty. Slowly, very slowly the bottle
emptied into the funnel as Mariko was forced to drink down the bikers’ sperm.
As this happened she was raped a couple more times. I could see her almost
heaving as the thick liquid passed her gullet, but she was powerless to resist.
When it was over the man threw the bottle away,
they cut the cords and let Mariko’s legs down. Untying the loops of cotton
round her nipples was yet another painful experience for her.
“Lock them away” came the instruction and we taken
to a room somewhere in the building. Mariko was pushed in first then I was held
firm by a number of the men, untied and thrown unceremoniously in behind her.
“Sweet dreams – it’ll be fun for you both
tomorrow’
And then the door shut and a bolt was shot into
place. We were alone….
To be continued?
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