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Mariko Raped & Trained In front of Husband

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Synopsis: This story was inspired by a beautiful Japanese lady called Mariko, whose story and photos are in the \'Members\' Photos\' section of the BDSM Library Forum - \'Mariko\'s Training & Development\'. In this story she and her husband are kidnapped by a gang who seek to rape her into obedience and who force him to endure watching her drawn-out treatment.
Mariko Raped & Trained In front of Husband

Mariko Raped & Trained In front of Husband

 

 

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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