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Showing off Susan by Doc, Chapter One

Several years ago the first eight chapters of this story were
posted on the internet. It was a popular story and a lot of
people were disappointed when it was never finished. I recently
began writing and posting my own stories and a few days ago, one
of the fans of this story wrote to me and suggested that I finish
it. I was one of those people that had been disappointed that the
writer never finished this story, so I thought that I would give
it a try. I first attempted to contact the original author and
ask permission, but the email I sent was returned, undeliverable.

I decided to give it a try and I spent a couple of days editing
the story and writing an end of sorts. I hope that no one minds.
I have no way of knowing what the original writer had in mind, so
the end is what I saw as a natural progression. If the author
reads this, I hope I have not slaughtered your story too badly. I
should also apologize in advance to any other fans of this story
out there that don't like what I did to it.

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

The buzzer sounded signaling that the day shift was over at
Consolidated Metal Works. Lanny looked at his watch as he loaded
the last few barrels of trash into the dumpster on the loading
dock. It had been another back breaking day at this dead end job
that wasn't going anywhere for him.
Even though he had finished two years of community college, there
just wasn't any other job he could find in this small Midwest
community. He was just glad it was finally Friday and he could
pick up his paycheck at the accounting office.
Maybe he could talk his young wife Susan into going out for a few
drinks at Rusty's Western Club later that evening. It was about
the only place in the little blue collar town to find good music
and relaxation.
Lanny knew that Susan didn't like the rowdy crowd at Rusty's, but
what the hell else was there to do to have a little fun? He sure
wished she would join in the fun, drinking with his friends and
listening to the western music.
Twenty-three year old Susan had led quite a sheltered life as a
child. Since they had married five months ago and moved away from
her family in Salt Lake City, things hadn't been as bright for
them as they had hoped. Back home she was accustomed to attending
a large church and socializing with the family friends at church
events. Since they had moved here, she had not met any young
women that she had anything in common with. Most of Lanny's
friends just wanted to drink beer and party, and besides the way
his men friends looked at her gave her the creeps.
She had taught part time at a grade school in Utah, but she had
not been able to find a good job since they had moved here and
was now working as a fulltime housewife. Very few of the wives
in the community shared her interests and she could tell they
were somewhat reluctant to have their husbands get to know her,
even at the church they attended.
Lanny had promised that they would move back closer to Susan's
family as soon as they showed her father they could make it on
their own without his help. Her father disliked Lanny and had
tried to convince Susan not to marry him. That was the real
reason he moved and took Susan far away from friends and her
extended family.
Lanny spotted Susan as he pulled his pickup truck into the dusty
driveway beside their small house, she waved at him as she took
the mail from the mailbox. She really was the sexiest girl he had
ever met. He still didn't understand why Susan married him when
she could have had her choice of most of the guys in the
University where her father was a professor.
As he sat in the truck and watched Susan walk back to the house,
he couldn't believe she was really all his. Her soft auburn hair
cascaded around her shoulders as her ample breasts swayed under
her loose t-shirt. She was always sensitive about the size of her
breasts and she couldn't keep them from spilling over the sides
of her swim suit top. Her small petite 105 lbs. body was only
five foot three, but she had a sultry look about her that could
have graced the centerfold of any men's magazine.
He loved Susan's breasts, topped with thick, sensitive ruby
nipples. In fact, Lanny would spend so much time caressing and
squeezing her magnificent breasts while they made love that she
frequently had to tell him to stop before he made her sore.
She still wouldn't consent to having oral sex, though he had
pleaded with her since they married. But she wouldn't even
consider such a perverted act and she always got mad and told him
to leave her alone if he was going to act like an animal.
Lanny guessed that Susan's religious background made her feel
that anything except the missionary position was disgusting and
made her feel dirty. She had explained to him before they married
that she was very modest and shy and was saving her virginity for
her husband. But the thing that pissed Lanny off the most was
that she wouldn't try anything new even after they were married.
He found himself day dreaming about all the nasty things he would
like to do to her.
Last month he and Susan had attended his company picnic at the
lake. Several guys brought their boats out to give their friends
rides and take people water skiing. All day long he noticed how
most of the guys watched Susan, especially when she took off her
wholesome cover-up and wore just her swim suit for a boat ride.
He overheard one of the older supervisors tell the boat driver to
hit some more waves so he could watch her tits bounce up and
down.
He was amazed at how much pride he felt because of the attention
she got from these men. They didn't pay much attention to him
when he was alone, but when he was with his beautiful wife they
seemed to fall all over themselves to be nice to him. The problem
was that Susan was such a prude and she would blush if she
thought for a moment she was attracting admiring glances from his
friends. She was just too conservative and far too modest, and
for some perverse reason, that made Lanny more determined than
ever to use her to gain the acceptance and power he needed.
After the boat ride, three of the guys talked her into trying to
water ski. For almost an hour, they took turns helping her
balance and get started; all the while they were getting a close
up eyeful of his wife's charms. The boat driver would always
start out too fast and make her fall, while grinning at the other
guys as she struggled to keep her wet swimming suit top in
place.
Her nipples were rock hard from the cold water and sticking out
under her nearly opaque, white, one piece suit. Susan was unaware
that they could see the dark outline of her nipples through the
white fabric as it turned somewhat transparent from the water.
She would have been very embarrassed if she had known that they
were making her fall on purpose so that they could enjoy the
view.
As Lanny watched from the beach, he couldn't take his eyes off of
the scene and had to hide the growing bulge in the front of his
shorts. He found himself almost wishing Susan would lose her top
and give the guys a peek at her beautiful tits. She was the
center of attention and received a lot "help" from her admirers.
His nave, innocent little wife had no idea that she was being
tricked into putting on a show for his co-workers. They would
laugh after each fall in the water and take turns holding her
steady for the next try. For some strange reason, his heart was
pounding with excitement as he watched them. He didn't know why,
but it made him feel more important as he watched all the
attention his wife Susan was getting from the guys he worked with
at the plant.
The next day at work, Monday, Lanny was sitting in the restroom
stall, when he heard two of the guys that had been helping Susan
water ski at the picnic enter the restroom. They didn't know he
was listening as they bragged to each other about the quick feels
they had gotten the day before as they were helping Susan learn
to ski. They both laughed as the older guy said he got a handful
of titty as she came out of the water gasping for air.
They both kidded that they would give a years salary to get into
that sweet little bitch's pants.
After they left, instead of being upset, Lanny couldn't help but
feel excitement as he realized that he was envied by even his
supervisors at work. They all wanted what he had, but he alone
owned his beautiful wife Susan, body and soul.
He decided that it was high time that she stopped acting like a
prude. She was going to have to lighten up and start giving him
what he wanted, one way or the other.
Lanny had made a fool of himself trying to convince Susan to
loosen up and dress sexy for him when they went out for the
evening. She would never agree to go out in public without a bra,
even when he insisted that his friend's wives do it for their
husbands. She told him his oversexed friends already stared at
her enough without her doing anything more to encourage them.
He had to plead with her to wear the Victoria's Secret teddies he
gave her for presents on special occasions. She seemed to be a
bit more receptive to his requests after they had been out to
dinner and she had enjoyed several glasses of wine. But once they
were home, she always changed in the bathroom and she always
insisted that the lights be turned out when they made love. He
could only imagine how exciting it would be to show her off to
the guys at work wearing a sheer teddy. But of course, Susan
would never agree to anything so disgusting.
He kept several nudie magazines hidden in his locker at work and
he had even gone into adult video stores when he was out of town.
Lanny liked the films where young amateur girls would take on
several guys at once in a gangbang. The few bondage films he had
seen had left him nearly breathless as a young lady was tied
naked and helpless in humiliating positions while men abused
her.
In the films, the girls would squirm and beg for mercy as the men
used them, but then they would finally lose control and they
always had an orgasm. He wasn't sure why he enjoyed such a
fantasy, except perhaps that it would pay his wife back for all
of the sexual rejection and the frustration that he had suffered
at her hands since their wedding. Lanny sure would like to see
his proper little wife Susan squirm and beg for mercy.
Among the many wedding gifts they had received was a new digital
camera. Lanny had hounded her to let him take a few cheesecake
shots of her for his private viewing. She only agreed to a few of
her in a bikini, nothing more risqu than that. He wanted to take
pictures of her dressed in her sheer nightie and lying on their
bed. But Susan wouldn't have any of that either. She was afraid
someone else would see them, and besides that was a perverted
thing to do.
One Sunday afternoon, Lanny had sneaked into their bathroom and
took a picture of Susan in the shower. With the sun shining
through the window, the glass shower door allowed him to make out
a fuzzy image, just barely recognizable as feminine, as she stood
facing him with her arms raised, washing her hair. You could see
the dark areas of her nipples and the shaded triangle between her
legs.
Even though the view wasn't that clear, it was a small victory
for him to take the picture without her knowing. He thought that
he might even show it to a few close friends just to get even
with her for being such a poor sport.
Susan had been shopping last Saturday afternoon and, after
putting the groceries away, she had planned to suntan in the back
yard. Her blue bikini was too skimpy to wear in public, but it
was just fine at home, in the privacy of her own backyard.
Their backyard was fenced and afforded a safe place to work on
her golden tan while remaining well hidden from prying eyes. She
slipped the tight fitting bikini on in the bedroom and applied an
even coat of lotion to her soft skin as she sat on a large
blanket spread on the grass in the backyard.
As she lay on her stomach listening to music on her walkman, she
had unfastened her bra strap to keep the tan line from showing on
her back. Susan had then dozed off listening to the music and
enjoying the warm sun.
Lanny and his friend Frank had gone fishing but decided to come
home early and get out of the heat. Frank, a forty-six year old
truck driver and beer drinking buddy from work, had helped him
learn the ropes at the plant when he first started. Frank had
even helped them unload their furniture off the truck when they
moved into the house.
Frank was divorced several times over and in his crude way was
always keeping a sharp eye out for the ladies. While he had been
helping them lift and carry the furniture, his language had been
so foul that Susan had told Lanny not to bring him over any more.
Frank had also made several off color jokes about how much fun
Lanny and Susan would have in the bed as the three of them had
worked to reassemble it. He made Susan blush when he asked her if
he should oil the squeak in the bed so they wouldn't wake up the
neighbors when she went into action.
Although Lanny knew that Frank was not welcome in their home, he
had invited him in today for a cold beer. As they sipped their
beers and cooled off they sat down at the kitchen table. Both
were half drunk from a day at the lake. They had been sitting
together and talking about work when they noticed Susan lying on
the blanket in the backyard, not twenty feet away. She had not
heard them come home as she lay sleepily listening to music. From
the kitchen sliding door, both guys watched as she lay with her
right side towards them, basking in the warm sun.
The little bikini bottom covered only half of her firm ass and
the sides of her flattened milky breasts were pushed out under
her arms. Frank let out a soft whistle as his eyes traveled over
her exposed flesh.
Lanny's heart beat faster as he realized Susan didn't know that
he and his friend Frank were feasting their eyes on her charms.
She never would have allowed herself to be seen like this by
someone other than her husband, especially by Frank who she
despised for being so vulgar and crude.
Lanny noticed how smooth her tanned skin was, drops of moisture
glistened on her back in the bright sun light.
"God damn your wife sure has a hot body!" Frank exclaimed in a
loud whisper.
Lanny saw his chance to play a cruel trick on Susan. He told
Frank to stay out of sight by the window and not to let his wife
see him no matter what. Lanny went out through the sliding glass
door and walked over and looked down at Susan. Her eyes were
closed as he walked around behind her and laid down next to her
on the blanket.
His sleeping wife stirred and smiled as she raised her head to
look at him.
Lanny lied and said that he had dropped Frank off and come home
early to be with her. Then he squirted sun tan oil on her back
and started rubbing her warm back with a circular motion. He
could look across her body and see Frank standing at the corner
of the patio door looking out at the side view of her as he
rubbed oil on her smooth skin.
Susan heard her husband tell her how much he loved her and how he
couldn't keep from thinking about her all day.
Lanny ran his hands over her bikini covered ass as he whispered
how beautiful she was and how much he wanted her. He ran his
fingers under the fabric and that was when she started to object,
afraid that someone might see them.
He assured her that it was okay and no one could see them in
their private backyard. Then he told her to turn over on her back
so he could put some oil on her front.
Susan glanced around the yard nervously to satisfy herself that
there was no one watching, then, reluctantly, she turned over,
holding the loose bikini top over her breasts.
Lanny applied a layer of oil to her stomach and legs all the
while telling her how beautiful she was and how sexy she was and
how much he needed her. He quickly reached under her crossed arms
and tugged away the top of Susan's bikini and tossed it onto the
blanket.
She kept her arms crossed over her breasts as she asked him to
please take her to the bedroom. Susan heard him tell her he would
take her inside as soon as she moved her crossed arms and let him
put oil on her beautiful breasts.
"Please she begged, let's go inside the house."
"God damn it Susan, you are ruining everything with your old
fashioned attitude! Now let me see your tits!"
Even though she was very uncomfortable exposing herself outside,
she relaxed her arms and let them fall to her sides. Susan's firm
tits were now in plain view to Frank and were pointing skyward. A
tear trickled down the side of her cheek as Lanny slowly rubbed
the oil over each globe. He slowly massaged each breast making
sure to jiggle them for the amusement of his hiding friend. He
glanced to the window and grinned at Frank as he rolled Susan's
nipples between his fingers, causing them to harden between his
fingers.
Frank's was staring wide eyed as he watched this shy little wife
who wouldn't give him the time of day get her bare tits squeezed
by her grinning husband.
"There, doesn't that feel good?" Lanny whispered as he pinched
and teased each glistening nipple.
"You know sweetheart," he scolded, "you are my wife and when I
ask you nicely to do something for me I expect you to please me
and do it, do you understand?"
Susan had never heard Lanny use that tone of voice before and it
frightened her. It was almost like a threat, as though he was
saying that she had no choice in the matter.
"Now why don't you slip off your bottoms and show your husband
how much you love him?"
"Oh I couldn't, "she cried, "don't make me do a thing like that
outside."
Lanny was sick and tired of hearing Susan's excuses. "Who are
you afraid will see your precious little ass? If you won't strip
when I tell you to, I might have to find someone who will," he
screamed.
"Oh Lanny, don't say such hurtful things," she said as she
grabbed her towel and ran crying into the house, right past a
startled Frank and into her bedroom, slamming the door. She had
been crying so hard that she hadn't even noticed the figure
hiding behind the drapes as she ran through the door into the
house.
Frank had watched the entire scene without Susan even knowing
that she had shown him her bare breasts. Her husband had let his
creepy friend watch as he played with her sensitive nipples and
made them hard!
While Lanny and Frank quietly laughed at how upset she was and
what a great show it had been, she sobbed on her bed as she
wondered why her new husband had turned into a monster.
Later, while driving Frank home, he felt a sense of power in
their friendship that he hadn't experienced before. Frank was
telling him how lucky he was to have a wife as beautiful as Susan
to screw anytime he wanted. If he ever needed any help keeping
her satisfied, Frank promised that he was only too happy to help.
Frank could only shake his head in wonder as he remembered how
great Susan's tits looked and how he would love to try her out
himself.
Showing off Susan by Doc, Chapter Two

It was another Saturday night, and after the usual argument about
whether or not she would go down to Rusty's with Lanny for a few
drinks, Susan was home reading and he was sitting alone at the
bar drinking beer. She had forgiven him for the backyard incident
several weeks ago as long as he promised to not let it happen
again.
He looked up to see Frank, his truck driver friend from the
plant, slide onto the stool next to him.
"Where the hell is that cute little wife of yours?" asked Frank.
"Has she been showing her tits off any more?"
The comment took Lanny off guard but as he drank the next two
beers he complained to Frank about how he couldn't get Susan to
go out with him and have any fun.
Frank told him about his last wife Nora and how you need to lay
down the law and don't take any shit from your old lady. One
might wonder why Lanny thought it appropriate to seek marital
advice from a man that lived alone and was divorced for the third
time. But Lanny didn't seem to question it.
Lanny's only solution was to get Susan real drunk and see if she
would join in the fun at Rusty's club.
Frank's face brightened as he told Lanny that he had just what he
needed to help her get in the swing of things. He went out to his
car and returned a few minutes later and placed a brown envelope
in front of Lanny.
Frank told him he had bought these little white capsules on his
last trip to Mexico. They were a strong sedative developed by a
European pharmaceutical company to treat patients that suffer
from phobias. He said they were perfectly safe, acted fast,
wouldn't put her completely out but would make her very willing
to follow orders. They were formulated to create confusion,
remove fear and almost always blurred the memory of the user. He
had brought them back for a friend who sold them as "date rape"
pills.
Lanny ask if he was sure they were safe and how many would it
take to get her in the mood.
"One will work wonders on Susan and two will let you invite the
whole neighborhood," laughed Frank.
Even though he knew he shouldn't let this go any further, Lanny
gave a little smile as he pictured Susan unable to object and
going along with his fantasies.
Lanny asked how much they cost and Frank put his arm around his
shoulder and offered him a small supply for free since he had let
him see Susan's bare tits.
"Just take a few pictures and let me see her in action,"
suggested Frank.
What a great idea! What a turn on! Why hadn't he ever thought of
that before? Lanny told Frank he had a deal. Then they talked and
laughed about all things you could do to a "willing" girl.
For the next few days, it was hard for Lanny to concentrate on
his work. His mind raced from one perverted idea to another. He
really wouldn't do anything to hurt Susan, but maybe the
capsules, along with a little wine, would help her learn to enjoy
some new sexual adventures. At any rate, if she didn't remember
the details, she couldn't get mad at him later.
Lanny had promised to take Susan shopping this Saturday in
Newton, a larger town thirty miles down the freeway from their
home. This would be the perfect chance to see what would happen.
He decided it would be safer to try a pill on her where no one
knew her and couldn't ask her later about her change of
character.
Susan had expected to drive home that evening after shopping, but
Lanny called a cheap motel in Newton and reserved a room without
telling her.
After spending three hours in the late afternoon at the shopping
center watching Susan in her light summer dress, he couldn't help
but notice how many guys would openly stare at her as she went in
and out of the stores. They would watch her breasts sway slightly
as she walked and it wasn't unusual to see them turn around after
Susan passed them to watch her cute little ass jiggle. What a
show she would give if she would agree not to wear a bra, but of
course she would never think of doing such a thing.
As she sat in the shoe store letting a young, pimple faced clerk
slip a new pair of shoes on her small feet, Lanny tried to
imagine his shy little wife letting him see her white panties.
It was obvious that the young man was more interested in looking
up her dress than selling any shoes.
Even though Lanny wished she would accidentally open her creamy
thighs and give him a quick peek, Susan was very careful the keep
her knees together. Lanny could hardly wait to see his modest
little wife spread her legs after she was told to, with the help
of the little capsules he had out in the pickup truck.
His chance to drug her came while they were eating dinner at a
steak house after they finished shopping. Susan excused herself
to go to the ladies room and while she was gone, Lanny opened one
of the capsules and added the white powder to her red wine. He
swirled the glass a few times and checked to see that it
dissolved into the wine. His heart was pounding as Susan
returned and finished her meal.
He watched her closely and after a few minutes she seemed to
relax and look off calmly into space. He asked Susan how she was
feeling and she replied she was quite tired after all the
shopping they had done.
He agreed with her that it had been a long day and maybe they
should stay the night if they could find a motel.
Susan seemed to be trying to concentrate on his words but she
only mumbled that she was tired and didn't want to move.
Lanny smiled to himself as he watched his wife lean back in the
booth with a blank look on her sweet face. He could see that the
drug was working as he let his eyes roam over her short
sleeveless print dress that buttoned up the front. Her tanned
legs were slightly parted and he remembered that she only had a
bra and white cotton panties on under it.
As they walked out the door of the restaurant, Lanny's arm was
around her to steady her and help her walk. Standing at the door
of their pickup in the parking lot, he pulled her close and
kissed her on the mouth while he ran his hands over her butt.
Even though several other people were close by, she didn't make
an attempt to stop him. Susan never would have allowed such a
public display of affection if the drug were not working.
With this new confidence he reached up and gently squeezed her
breast and that was when he knew that he was in command.
Susan seemed to hear what he was saying when he spoke to her, but
she had trouble getting her mind to focus on what was happening
around her. Even though standing there in the public parking lot,
she made only a feeble attempt to resist when he told her to get
more comfortable and open the top three buttons of her dress. She
actually did most of the work as long as he kept talking about
how pretty she was and how good she was going to feel.
After a few minutes of sitting in the pickup, he told her they
were going to "get that tight old bra off so she could relax and
be comfortable." With a lot of effort, he managed to unhook it
and slip it out through one the sleeves of her dress.
She tried to say words but they just wouldn't come out of her
mouth. Susan just sat there not quite able to understand what was
happening, but knowing something was different and for the first
time she couldn't control her actions.
"There, doesn't that feel better to get that old thing off," he
asked as he left those three buttons open, now showing lots of
cleavage.
Lanny just had to see if she would follow instructions. He
noticed an arcade building covered with neon lights located next
to the restaurant. He helped Susan through the door, and as he
looked around he knew this was not the kind of arcade anyone
would let their kids visit. The adults only sign was there to
keep the teens out so beer could be served to a rough bunch of
guys with nothing better to do than hang out.
They walked arm in arm into the large, smoky game room filled
with pinball machines and a host of other electronic flashing
machines. He didn't see another woman in the place but the twenty
odd guys playing the machines turned and took a long look at
Susan as Lanny guided her through the noisy machines.
For being as large as they were, Susan's breasts hardly sagged at
all and looked mouth watering as they pointed out under the light
dress material. Without the bra, they jiggled noticeably at her
slightest movement.
Lanny realized that he was living out the fantasy he had been
dreaming about for a long time, it was finally happening. He was
going to let other guys see her in a way that showed him as the
lucky husband with a beautiful wife everybody wanted.
He was just helping his shy little wife show off her hot body to
a few guys she would never see again. It wouldn't hurt her a bit
to let him get his kicks for the first time in their marriage. He
had given her many chances to do what he wanted but she had
always rejected him and made him feel foolish. Well now it was
his turn to have his way, and best of all, she didn't even
understand what was happening as she stumbled along beside him.
Susan was aware of the hard looks she was getting as her breasts
bounced under her unbuttoned dress. She felt light headed and
confused and she didn't feel that she could have an effect on the
things that were happening around her. She heard Lanny tell the
change man that his wife had had a little too much to drink, but
she liked to play the pinball machines and, raising his voice, he
said loudly that she would challenge anyone in the house to a
game.
Four or five guys immediately gathered around Susan as a skinny,
long haired, tattooed punk named Randy told her she was "on" and
he bet twenty dollars he could "whip her pretty rear."
Lanny walked over and helped Susan locate the buttons on the side
of the pinball machine. She could only struggle to focus on the
scene and try to make some sense of where she was and what was
happening around her.
Lanny knew that she had probably never played a pinball machine
before in her life, but he knew she would get all the help she
needed from the very enthusiastic group of disreputable young men
around her. Her challenger, Randy, leaned against a post drinking
a beer and waiting for his turn at the machine.
There were nearly a dozen seedy looking men gathered around the
machine, watching her tits jiggle as she tried to make sense of
their shouts of encouragement.
She was doing good to hold onto the machine so that she wouldn't
fall flat on her ass, much less score any points from a game she
had never played.
Lanny walked over to the change booth and watched from a
distance, leaving his wife alone where she was the center of
attention.
It was clear to the group she was too drunk to play, so two
helpful guys held her arms and pushed on her fingers over the
buttons to help her get a few points from her game.
"Come on honey you can do it," someone shouted. "Keep shakin it
till ya win!"
Lanny just smiled at them as they shot quick glances at him over
their shoulders to see if he was upset with the "help" they were
giving Susan. His smiles assured them of his approval and only
encouraged them to give her more help as they pushed closer and
cheered her on.
As the two guys held Susan's hands over the buttons on the
machine, they had their arms around her back, helping her with
her "body English" as they jostled her back and forth between
them.
She would glance at one and then the other with a blank look
trying to comprehend what was taking place. She felt their hands
sneak down across her butt as they pushed and pulled her like a
rag doll between their bodies while they helped her play out the
last few balls of her game.
After the last bell sounded the end of the game, Susan turned and
leaned on one of her helpers as she slowly walked over to the
change booth where Lanny was standing. His heart was pounding
with excitement as he watched Susan walk toward him hanging onto
a greasy stranger. Her dress had been twisted around from all the
bumping between her helpers and two more buttons were open. Her
cleavage now dipped almost to her waist. Her beautiful tits were
in danger of falling out of her open dress, and the way it was
twisted around, most of the inside of Susan's left breast was
showing as she stumbled forward.
"What are you doing running around showing off your tits?" Lanny
chided her loudly as he adjusted her dress and buttoned it up
like it had been when they came in. "Can't you keep your tits in
your dress?"
The guys let out a groan as he covered up what they had been
hoping to see since she walked in the door. Susan just stood
there bewildered as Lanny straightened her dress and continued to
scold her. "I told you if you teased any more guys with your
boobs I was going to have to spank your little ass," he teased in
a playful voice as he gave her a swat on the rear.
"You didn't even get 5,000 points because you were so busy
showing off for those boys!"
"Don't expect me to pay your game losses," Lanny taunted. "I told
you the last time you teased the boys that you would be sorry."
Lanny was playing to the crowd but it was so exciting to
humiliate Susan in front of these no account jerks and see her
lower her head from the scolding.
Susan looked around the room full of leering faces not quite able
to remember why she was here but hoping they could go home soon.
What a sight she was. It was almost too good to be true to see
his prim and proper wife walk through this crowd of low-life
young men, not caring that she was putting on a great show for
anyone that wanted to watch her. Someone had probably opened the
lower two buttons on her dress during the game and it excited him
to think that that person had probably helped himself to a quick
feel. The way she was bouncing around, Lanny wondered if any of
the guys got a look at her nipple as she flopped back and forth.
Randy played the game like a pro as he ran up the score to over
80,000, all the while watching Susan as she leaned against the
change booth. He didn't even use all of his balls as he turned,
having soundly beaten her at the machine, and asked Susan if she
wanted to go for the best two out of three for higher stakes.
"Hell Randy," Lanny chimed in, "Susan doesn't even have the
twenty bucks to pay for the game she just lost!"
Randy walked over to Susan and, with an intimidating frown,
looked her in the eyes and told her she had better take out a
quick loan.
She tried to understand his remark and started to look around for
her husband to explain to her what was happening. Lanny came over
and put his arm around her shoulder and told her she had better
figure out how she was going to pay her debt to Randy.
"Sweetheart, you better ask your good friends here if they will
loan you some money," he joked. "You know honey, if you can't
come up with the cash you might have to show Randy your cute
titties to pay your debt," he teased, as he grinned at the row of
guys.
"Now go over there and see if anyone will trust you for a
twenty," he said as he helped her walk over to the line of guys
watching her confusion and helplessness.
Susan could sense the drama and knew she was being punished in
some way for something she couldn't understand. The young men had
a gleam in their eyes and played along with the game, even though
they weren't sure what it was, as they enjoyed Susan's dilemma.
Susan was starting to cry, and she wasn't even sure why, as each
of her "friends" said no to her pleading looks.
Lanny was ready to burst with excitement as he suggested that
each of the men, the group had now swollen to include all twenty
men in the room, put in a dollar so that she could pay Randy, and
to repay them he would have a serious talk with his little wife
about showing her tits. Everyone chipped in their dollar as Susan
stood at the center of the group of leering men.
"All right sweetie, the fun is over and it's time for you to show
these nice guys what your tits look like," Lanny lectured her as
walked up to her. "You were so damn intent on showing them off
before you lost the game, it serves you right. Maybe you'll learn
your lessen this time!"
The harsh tone of voice drove the words home and she started
shaking as she sobbed quietly.
"If you don't hurry up," he threatened, "I'll spank your ass
right here in front of everyone, and then let the guys help me
open up your dress."
She stood motionless at first, and then she reached for the first
of the still fastened buttons on the front of her dress. As she
did, a hush came over the room and the guys started licking their
lips as some whispered quietly but fervently, "Take it off
honey."
Through the haze in her mind, she couldn't make her fingers work
well enough so Lanny walked behind her and reached around her,
slowly opening all the buttons to her waist.
He took his time, drawing it out, enjoying immensely the gaping
throng of men that formed a half circle around them. Finally he
grasped the sides of her now unfastened dress to pull it open,
baring her breasts.
As her dress parted she instinctively put her arms across her
chest to protect her modesty from the staring eyes. Lanny peeled
the dress down her arms to the elbows and guided her over to
Randy.
With a frustrated look on his face Randy said he couldn't see
anything with her arms in the way.
"Then tell her to show them to you," instructed Lanny.
"Put your hands down at your side," Randy ordered. When she
didn't respond he shouted, "Do it now bitch!"
With tears streaming down her cheeks, Susan dropped her arms to
her side and let every guy in the place look at her naked tits.
Her tan line showed the contrast of her milky breasts and
highlighted the dark rose colored nipples.
"What do you think of her cute tits?" asked Lanny.
"Oh God, they're great!" exclaimed Randy.
"Honey," Lanny ordered her quietly, "turn around slowly so all
the guys can see how your tits look from the side view."
Susan just stood still trembling as she tried to understand his
words.
"I warned you sweet cakes. I told you that if you didn't do
exactly what I said you would be sorry," Lanny chided her, as if
talking to a child.
He suddenly grabbed her from behind by the arms and pulled them
back behind her. As he pulled her shoulders back her full breasts
stuck out from her body.
"Let's show the guys how your big titties bounce," he said, as he
held on and jumped up and down with her. As he jumped he turned
around with her, causing her tits to flop obscenely.
"Isn't this fun," he teased, as the guys hooted at her wildly
bouncing tits.
"Randy come over here, she needs some help with her nipples,"
invited Lanny.
As the wide eyed Randy stood facing her, reaching for her
softness, Lanny whispered to his little wife, "Let's let Randy
see how far he can make your nipples stick out."
Susan moaned and closed her eyes as Randy pinched her sensitive
nipples between his dirty thumb and finger. He stood there
grinning from ear to ear as he squeezed her soft tits and
tortured Susan's nipples while her husband held her arms in place
behind her.
Long minutes later, as Lanny helped his sobbing wife back into
her dress; he felt the power and respect of having a beautiful
wife everyone else wanted. These guys would jerk off for months
remembering the show his wife put on for them. He knew he had
Susan under control now and could enjoy her at his leisure. Lanny
was having the time of his life.
Showing off Susan by Doc, Chapter Three

After putting Susan's dress back together and leaving the arcade,
Lanny thought back and remembered the sight of his pure little
wife standing there letting Randy maul her gorgeous tits with his
greasy hands. He especially liked the way she started to squirm
when he pinched her nipples between his fingers.
He was as excited as he could ever remember being and he wasn't
ready for the games to end yet. It was still early and the drugs
were still affecting Susan. He decided to find a bar with some
good country music.
As they drove to the country western club near his motel room,
Susan kept asking if they were home yet. She didn't seem to have
any memory of the arcade, so Lanny figured he could push her a
little further. They had already gone beyond even his wildest
dreams, so he determined to make the most of it while he could.
Since they were in a strange town, nobody would recognize them
and ruin his fun.
He had reserved a room at the sleazy Starlite Motel which was
right next door to the western club. An adult book and video
store was located on the other side of the motel. It wasn't the
nicest place in town, that was why he could afford it.
It was a rough neighborhood but the motel was cheap and he
wouldn't have to drive to the room after drinking at the club.
Had Susan anything to say about it, she never would have been
caught dead in a place like this. But shit, it was her own fault
for not going with him to Rusty's back home when he all but
begged her.
He left Susan sitting in the pickup and went to the office and
registered for the night.
After registering and paying for the night, Lanny went to the
room and opened the door to air out the small, musty room. Then
he went to the truck and helped Susan walk slowly into the small
room and placed her on the bed nearest the window.
He returned to the truck and got out the small suitcase he had
prepared the night before and as he returned to the room he
noticed how slutty his wife looked sprawled on the bed showing
her panties with the door open, not caring who might happen to
see her.
It was ten o'clock and he could hear the live music from the club
as he opened the suitcase and removed the skimpy little dress he
had bought for Susan. She had gotten angry when Lanny wanted her
to wear it to a party back home and refused to even try it on.
She had said that she would never wear it, much less be seen in
public looking that way.
Well tonight, he thought to himself, she won't have anything to
say about it now, will she?
As Lanny helped her into the bathroom to freshen up, she kept
asking him where they were and if they were going home now.
He lied as he assured her they would be leaving soon, after just
one more stop. Every time she started to question him, he would
use a stern tone of voice and just say she couldn't go home until
she did whatever he told her to do. That seemed to convince her
to not object to his instructions.
He led her out of the bathroom with her towel wrapped around her
tucked in under her arm. She looked so innocent and clean as she
sat on the bed looking off into space. He grinned as he told her
she was going to get to wear the brand new dress she liked so
much. He had left the torn curtains on the window open, and with
the overhead fixture flooding the room with light, anyone lucky
enough to be walking by the room's window would get quite a view
of his little wife.
Lanny helped his drugged wife slip her new black dress on as he
fastened the row of buttons half way up the back. It was a
stunning little dress that had one small strap that came up from
the bodice and tied at the back of her neck. The sides of her
braless breasts spilled out of their totally inadequate covering
on each side. The short, flared skirt barely covered half of her
tanned thighs and the black fabric was so thin that the outline
of Susan's dark areolae could be seen if the light was just
right. Her beautiful, hard nipples stuck out through the fabric
as they rubbed against the dress top.
Without the support of her binding bra, her breasts bounced
around freely as she walked.
As Susan stood, holding onto a chair back for support, Lanny
whispered to her, telling her that she looked hot as hell in her
new dress. He laughed and told her she had forgotten to put on
her panties. "Oh well," he told her, "you better be careful not
to get caught in an updraft."
She really didn't understand what he had said. But it didn't
matter, in his mind he was just paying her back for all of the
times that she had acted like a prude and wouldn't even let him
put his cock in her mouth. Tonight was pay back time sweetheart!
The dress was a little bit shorter than he thought it would be
when he bought it. He laughed to himself when he wondered if she
would be able to keep from flashing her ass or even her cute
little pussy. Susan's pubic hair was a soft auburn color with a
tinge of red that formed a small triangle between her narrow
hips.
She was careful to remove any stray wisps that might show when
she was wearing her swimsuit.
Now that Susan was dressed just the way he wanted her, Lanny
helped her from the room and across the parking lot to the
redneck club across the way. The two guys standing at the front
door of the club just about dropped their beers as Lanny guided
his pretty wife, dressed in her show off little dress, to the
entrance. He told them she was a little drunk but she still
wanted to listen to some music and party down at the club.
Susan looked up at Lanny and mumbled something about going home
as they walked in to try and find a seat. He just told her they
would go home in a few minutes after this final stop.
She looked confused as she tried to understand where they were
and why all these people were in the room. She said something
that didn't make sense about church and the choir, so Lanny just
lied to her and said they must be in church.
That seemed to satisfy her confused mind as she stepped out of
her shoes so it would be easier for her to walk. The band was
playing a slow song so he walked her over to the dance floor
barefooted to finish out the song.
The place was packed and there wasn't an empty table in the room.
As Lanny looked over her shoulder into the crowd, he could see
the looks she was getting from the guys as she moved her legs
slowly and held onto him. With her arms raised and wrapped around
his neck, it pulled the back of her dress even higher, so that it
only just covered Susan's bare ass.
Lanny smiled as he noticed that her long, smooth, bare legs were
attracting stares from several guys in the crowd and his little
wife didn't even know her bare ass was just a fraction of an inch
from being on display.
As the song ended, Lanny noticed a guy wave to him and motion for
them to join him and his two friends at their booth. Since there
were no empty tables, and since he was far from through showing
off his sexy, if nearly unconscious wife, he gladly accepted the
man's offer.
The guys hurriedly found two more chairs as he and Susan walked
to the booth. Lanny thanked the guys for sharing their booth as
he helped Susan slide in behind the table. He slid in beside her
as he introduced his wife to the three guys. He explained she had
a bit too much to drink but he couldn't convince her to go back
to the room. He told them that Susan had her heart set on
listening to the music and it was hard for him to keep up with
her when she wanted to party.
The guys laughed crudely and said that they bet she was a real
handful when she started partying. All three were paying close
attention, staring lustfully at Susan's tits as they told Lanny a
little about themselves. They all were mechanics and worked at a
large auto dismantling site just outside of town. They were all
in their forties and you could tell they worked hard and lived an
even harder life. Their hands showed the scars and cuts from
working with metal and none of them had cleaned the caked grease
from under their fingernails.
Joe sat to the right of Susan and was the oldest of the three. He
was also the one that seemed to spend the most time looking at
Susan. Chet and Henry sat across the table in the chairs that
they had pulled over.
Lanny noticed that some of their teeth were missing and they
looked even rougher close up than they had appeared from across
the room. As the guys talked, Susan leaned against Lanny in the
booth and looked around the room, trying to focus, trying to make
sense of the whole scene.
Lanny had his arm around Susan's shoulder as he bragged that his
new wife got a little wild when she had too much to drink and it
was a full time job seeing that she keeps her dress on at the
parties she goes to. He continued to lie and tell them how she
always wants to go to nude beaches so she can show off for the
guys. God it was exciting for Lanny to talk trashy this way about
his modest little wife and watch the lust grow in the eyes of
these three horny strangers.
They listened to his lies, not really believing him, and they all
offered to keep an eye on her if he ever needed any help.
With a slurred voice, Susan asked Lanny where they were.
He told her that they were with some new friends he wanted her to
meet. "Shake hands with Joe, Chet and Henry," he said. He watched
her extend her hand across the table.
The guys watched her closely as they each shook her small hand in
turn, and then they watched as Susan sat back and closed her
eyes.
"You will have to forgive my wife," he said. "She normally has
better manners than this, but after she drinks a lot she mellows
out and really doesn't talk much. Sometimes the only way to keep
her awake is to tickle her until she starts laughing. She is
really ticklish you know," Lanny said as he raised her left arm.
Lanny quickly jabbed his finger into her armpit and wiggled it
around as Susan jumped with surprise. She was squirming and
laughing as he continued to tickle her in front of the three
strangers.
She was making quite a scene before he stopped the attack and let
her regain her composure. While she had been twisting about
violently to avoid Lanny's finger, her dress had twisted around
sideways and a lot of her right tit was hanging out of the side
of her top on Joe's side.
All the guys saw it and grinned as Lanny scolded his wife for
nodding off to sleep when their friends had invited them to share
the table and visit. He said that if she didn't wake up and join
in the conversation, he would find a more ticklish spot. Lanny
winked at the guys as he told them Susan that had lots of places
to tickle. They all had a good laugh as they ordered another
round of drinks.
Susan was completely unaware that most of the side of her breast
was still showing so when she heard Lanny ask Joe to "tuck her
back in before she starts a riot," it didn't register with her
when she felt Joe straighten the front of her top and push the
side of her soft, bare breast back in place with his fingers.
Lanny grinned as he thanked Joe for helping and asked him how he
liked the feel of Susan's titty. Joe could only roll his eyes as
he nodded his head.
As the four guys continued to drink, Susan slipped in and out of
dreamland.
She could hear laughter but she still wasn't aware of her
surroundings. Every so often she would feel fingers at her
armpits and as she laughed she would twist and squirm to escape
the prodding.
Soon Joe was taking a turn tickling her to keep her awake. She
was putting on quite a show for the rest of the guys in the room
as they watched the eager men play their little game of "keep
awake" with her.
Each time she would twist around trying to dislodge the finger,
the guys got a good feel of the sides of her tits and then got to
"tuck her back in."
Before long there were a few other men standing around the table,
drinking and watching when Lanny carefully untied the string at
the back of her neck which held her top up and retied it with
much more slack in it.
Now as she twisted and squirmed from the tickling, her big
breasts flopped around even more and exposed more of her milky
tits to group of guys. And now, with more flesh to "tuck in," the
lucky guy whose turn it was got a full handful of Susan's bare
breast, causing more hoots and yells from the guys standing
around watching.
Lanny asked Joe to keep an eye on Susan while he went to take a
leak. He leaned his half asleep wife over onto Joe's shoulder as
he rose and hurried off to the men's room.
When he walked back into the room he noticed that Chet had moved
next to Susan where he had been sitting. His sweet little wife
was sandwiched between two strangers in the dark booth, nearly
unconscious and dressed like a slut. She didn't have a clue how
many strange hands had taken liberties with her precious tits.
The guys were so intent playing with Susan that they didn't
notice him when he returned to the room.
Lanny walked over to the bar and watched from a distance as the
two guys were taking turns kissing her ears and neck and making
sure she didn't doze off while she stared off into space. First
Chet and then Joe would drive his fingers into her bare arm pits
and tell her it was time to play "wake up." As Susan went wild,
twisting to avoid the tickling, her wildly swinging tits would
flop into their waiting hands.
Susan's eyes would pop open with a worried look on her sweet face
as she tried to protect her tits from the rough hands of the
strange men that were now seated on both sides of her.
She would twist from side to side trying to push away from the
constant abuse, but she was no match for these determined
mechanics as they took advantage of her condition.
Lanny just stood by the bar watching his modest young wife
squirming as two horny strangers were feeling her soft tits
through her thin dress. They would take turns lifting and
jiggling them as they laughed among themselves.
It was then he noticed that her short skirt had slid up higher,
past her thighs, from her attempts to escape the tickling. It was
so dark under the table that nothing could be seen, from where he
stood. But Lanny bet that if the lights were brighter, anyone
sitting at the bar would be able to see her treasures.
The scene before him convinced him he was an important person
with his new friends, because Susan was such a hit with the guys.
They all envied him and it felt wonderful. A small bit of fear
crossed his mind though, as he watched how rough these men were
with Susan when they didn't know he was watching.
When Lanny returned to the table, he sat in the chair that had
been vacated by Chet. He saw that Susan kept mumbling something
over and over. Joe grinned at Chet as he told Lanny, "Your wife
has to go pee."
A big smile spread across Lanny's face as he further humiliated
his wife by asking her in front of the three men if she really
had to take a piss.
Susan groaned and nodded as he asked her again how bad she needed
to go pee while Chet and Henry snickered.
"Real bad" she croaked.
Playing with her distress, Lanny just started talking about the
racing season with the guys while his wife fidgeted around
looking for a solution to her discomfort.
Joe was enjoying the sight of this proud little housewife,
enjoying her discomfort as she shifted around, obviously trying
to keep from losing control of her bladder. He told Lanny he
better let his wife go piss before she pees in her panties.
Lanny just smiled and exclaimed, "This may come as a shock to you
guys, but I think Susan forgot to put her panties on this
evening."
With that, Lanny looked across the table at his troubled wife and
asked her if she was a naughty girl and forgot to put her panties
on. When she didn't answer, Lanny smiled at the guys as he told
them again that he was pretty sure she had been very naughty and
forgot to put on her cute little panties.
Susan was getting more desperate as she squirmed and pleaded with
her eyes to go relieve herself.
"It looks like she is too embarrassed to answer," Lanny said. "If
you guys will help me take Susan to the bathroom, we will get to
the bottom of this once and for all."
Chet and Joe helped her out of the booth and each took an arm as
they walked her along behind Lanny and Henry. Lanny opened the
men's restroom door as they guided her over to the dirty, stained
wash basins.
Susan stood barefoot, shifting from foot to foot anxiously and
holding onto the countertop in front of the large mirror.
"How bad does my little honey have to go pee?" Lanny teased her.
"Did you forget to put your panties on, you little tease? Joe,
Chet and Henry are nice enough to help you go pee, so turn around
and show them if you forgot your panties."
The pain in her swollen bladder was causing her mind to hear
Lanny's words and even though she didn't understand her
situation, she knew she had to have relief. She let out a moan as
she started to tremble and whispered she had go "soooo bad."
"Turn around and pull up your dress for the guys. Do it now, then
you can go pee," Lanny said, as if he were just being reasonable
and it was a perfectly natural thing to do.
She held onto the countertop as she turned her back to the guys,
and slowly pulled the back of her short black dress up until the
bottom of her ass cheeks came into view.
"Come on, all the way up," he commanded, until she had bunched
her dress high above her beautiful bare ass.
Susan trembled with shame as she stood showing her private parts
to these strange men as they made nasty remarks.
"I knew it!" Lanny exclaimed loudly. "You have been running
around all evening showing your bare ass to all the other guys!"
Susan pleaded with them to let her go to the toilet.
The two stalls didn't have doors, so Lanny told her to go ahead
but the guys were going to watch her take a piss.
Henry got a stupid grin on his face and licked his lips and said
he had never seen a girl take a piss before.
"Did you hear that honey?" exclaimed Lanny, giving her a sharp
slap on her ass. "Well then let's give them a real close up look,
because nothing is too good for our friends, don't you agree
sweetheart?"
Susan finally let her dress fall back into place and didn't
object as Lanny had Chet and Henry turn her around. They each
took an arm and lifted her up on the countertop facing them above
the sink and pushed her down into a squatting position with one
of her feet on each side of the dirty sink.
Lanny held her in place as Joe, Chet and Henry bent down to eye
level between her wide spread knees, getting a good look at
Susan's pussy as they waited for the show to start.
Lanny held her short skirt up out of the way and teased her that
she better hurry and pee before someone else came into the men's
room and wanted to watch too.
Susan just squatted over the sink, mortified, knowing that men
were there watching while she was attending to such a private
matter. She squeezed out a small trickle of yellow piss and it
splashed into the sink as the guys yelled, "There she blows!"
Then they watched as a steady stream of piss gushed out of her
for what seemed like a very long time. At last the stream was
reduced to a trickle again, and then, after a final few spurts
her pussy lips quivered as the last drops fell into the sink.
The only thing that Susan could think of was how good it felt to
ease the terrible pressure on her bladder. In her muddled mind
she thought to herself that this must all be just a bad dream.
She thought that she must surely wake up safe at home in her own
bed soon.
Lanny grinned as he asked Susan if she would like her friends to
get some toilet paper so she could finish the job. Chet pushed a
wad of tissue into her hand as tears rolled down her cheeks.
As each of the three guys watched every move, she reached under
her skirt and wiped her pussy lips dry as she squatted over the
sink in the brightly lit men's room.
Lanny laughed to himself as he watched his modest little wife
hand the soiled paper back to Chet. What a turn on! And best of
all, she probably wouldn't remember anything about the show she
had put on to entertain the guys.
Showing off Susan by Doc, Chapter Four

Chet and Joe helped Susan back into the booth at the western club
after the trip to the restroom. She had been crying and had the
look of a frightened animal on her face. She didn't show any
signs that the drug was wearing off as she slumped against Joe in
the booth.

The bartender had noticed her and stopped at their table and
warned that the local town cops were due to stop by the club and
make their rounds soon. He was worried that if Susan appeared too
drunk he might loose his liquor license.

Joe assured him that they would keep her awake and alert.
Lanny was not just getting drunk from all the booze, he was also
flying high with excitement seeing Joe's arm slip around his
sleeping wife's shoulder with his hand resting squarely on her
breast. The thin dress material did little to hide her hard
nipple as Joe talked with his friends and rubbed his thumb back
and forth over the sensitive nub.
Seeing his modest little wife squat and piss in the sink while
three strangers watched was so exciting he couldn't believe it
had happened. And now, watching as this dirty mechanic openly
played with Susan's nipple while she slumbered between the two
men in the booth was almost more than he could stand. Lanny was
making the most of her dilemma and humiliating her beyond his
wildest imagination.
As Lanny ordered more drinks, Joe yelled to a friend he noticed
walking in the front door of the club and waived him over to the
booth. The newest addition to the little group pulled up a chair
as Joe introduced his friend, Willy, to everyone at the table.
Willy was dressed in a soiled white shirt which barely contained
the huge beer belly that was hanging over his belt. His name tag
identified him as a barber at the "Main Street Barber Shop." Joe
chuckled and said that Willy was his barber and cut what was left
of his hair. Willy, like the others, appeared to be in his late
forties. His eyes were red and it appeared that he was well on
his way to his regular weekend drunk.
Willy eyed Susan as Joe explained she was Lanny's wife and had
been drinking too much that evening. Even when Willy shook hands
with Lanny, he didn't take his eyes off of Susan as she leaned
against Joe, obviously sleeping.
"Better wake her up so she can meet Willy!" laughed Lanny.
Quickly, Joe reached over and jabbed her arm pit with his
fingers.
Susan let out a shriek as she twisted and squirmed trying to
dislodge the tickling fingers attacking her. The top of her dress
was still tied loosely and her tits flopped wildly from side to
side. Willy's eyes opened wide in amazement as he watched the
erotic show.
Joe was smiling as he showed his friend how much fun it was to
wake up Susan this way. And then he showed him why as he grabbed
her breast and slowly and carefully tucked it back in place.
Lanny playfully assured him that it was Joe's responsibility to
see that his little wife didn't fall asleep and miss all the
fun.
Susan's eyes tried to focus on the new person that was shaking
her hand and telling her she was lucky to have a husband that
would take her out dancing.
Susan could only mumble a few unintelligible words before she
settled back against Joe.
The five guys continued laughing and talking while they finished
their latest round of beers.
Willy was pissed because his girlfriend had stood him up that
evening. He had met her at a bar last month and was going to meet
her after work to give her a pussy trim. He hated getting hair in
his mouth every time he ate her pussy out, which was every
night.
After hearing that, all the guys swapped stories about walking
around with pubic hairs between their teeth after every date.
Lanny had always dreamed of bringing Susan to a screaming orgasm
with his tongue, but she would tell him to stop every time he
started kissing her "down there."
Joe interrupted Lanny's chain of thought when he asked him if
Susan's pussy hair gets stuck in his teeth.
"Hell yes!" shouted Lanny. "She sheds like a Golden Retriever!"
All the guys laughed at the comment as Lanny frowned and
remembered all the times she had told him to stop what he was
trying to do because it was sick. He looked at his wife as she
stirred from the noise of the laughter and grinned as he told the
four men that he had always wanted her to shave her pussy.
"Well this is your lucky day friend," grinned Joe. "Old Willy
here has always wanted to work his barber magic on a shaggy
pussy."
Willy chimed in as he glanced at Susan to say that he wouldn't
even charge anything if Lanny wanted to set up a time for his
wife.
All the guys agreed it would be a great present for Lanny's young
bride. Joe held his beer glass high as he proposed a toast to the
happy nearly newlyweds and Susan's slick cunt.
Lanny's drunken mind raced as the scene flashed before him of his
shy little wife getting her cute pussy shaved by this so called
barber. It would be dangerous, but the entire concept was simply
too exciting to pass up. He would probably never get another
chance like this, so why not go for it.
"Hell Willy," he said, "what's wrong with right now? We've got a
room in the motel next door if you brought your scissors. She's
been acting like a bitch lately anyway, so it will serve her
right to lose her bush."
None of the guys could believe their ears and Willy thought the
young husband must surely be joking.
Joe yelled, "Done deal!" and put his hand on Lanny's shoulder
while he explained to Willy what had happened in the men's room
earlier in the evening. "Besides," he joked, "it will be a late
wedding present from all the guys she met at the table tonight."
"Lanny calls the shots though," said Joe, as he carefully stroked
Lanny's ego in front of the other guys.
"No shit," cried Willy, as he realized he just might actually get
to see that beautiful young wife's pussy.
Lanny told Chet and Henry to pick up a cold six pack of beer and
some playing cards and meet them in room 108 at the Starlite
Motel next door. "After all, we have to have something to do
while Willy the master barber works on my old lady." Lanny's
heart was pounding as he tried to act macho in front of these
rough guys. There was no turning back now, not that he would if
he could.
Susan's mind was slowly starting to become aware that several men
were with her and Lanny. But she didn't completely understand
where they were and had no idea why they were all laughing and
sounding so excited. She smelled stale cigarette smoke and Joe's
bad breath as he held her close to him in the booth. The details
of her surroundings escaped her, but from time to time she felt
pressure from a hand on the side of her breast. Her eyes were
open now, but the scene didn't make any sense to her foggy mind.
Lanny sat across from her and told her that they were going home
now. He winked at Willy as he told her that she was going to get
a first class beauty shop treatment and get all trimmed up pretty
once they got back at the motel room.

"Honey, I'm going back to the room and meet Chet and Henry with
the beer," Lanny whispered. "Your new friends, Joe and Willy, are
going to help you get back to our motel room in a few minutes.
Now be nice to them because they are going to give you a wedding
present from all of the new friends you met tonight."

Lanny went to the bar to pay the tab and walked to the club door.
As he opened the door he turned and glanced back at Susan sitting
between Joe and Willy in the booth. She looked so helpless and
out of place sitting between the rough looking older men. Her
eyes seemed to be pleading for him to take her away from this
place and the people around her.

Too bad honey, he thought to himself, you had your chance back
home at Rusty's.
Lanny just figured he would have a little more fun with her
before he asked the four guys to leave. He was having a fantastic
time playing out his fantasies, but he certainly didn't want
things to go too far.
After Lanny left for the motel, Joe and Willy laughed as they
talked about how this dumb shit of a guy would let his young wife
get drunk in a place like this club. It was a hang out for all of
the druggies and losers around Newton. Joe had met Willy when
they were cell mates in the state prison several years ago and
they had come to Newton when Joe's brother got each of them jobs.
They couldn't believe their luck! They now had a beautiful,
twenty-three year old girl sitting between them, unable to object
to anything they wanted to do to her.
What ever caused her stupid young husband to trust his bride of a
few months to the likes of them was really a mystery. Why he
would leave her sitting there between two sleazy complete
strangers that were twice her age without her bra or panties on
was beyond belief, but they both had learned long ago how to take
advantage of an opportunity.
They could tell that she was educated. She was well groomed,
tanned and wasn't the kind of girl that would come into a place
like this of her own free will. She was the kind of proud young
housewife that took pride in her body and Joe guessed she
wouldn't even speak to them if they knocked on her front door and
offered to do chores around her house. Yet, there she was, alone
and drunk in a dark booth as they both took turns feeling her
full breasts through her dress.
"Susan honey, can you hear me?" Joe whispered in her ear as he
slipped his left hand under the side of her dress to cup her bare
tit. "Don't you like your pretty titties played with?" he hissed
as he rolled her nipple between his fingers.
Susan gasped as she looked into the face of this strange man. She
didn't recognize him. She was scared and she wanted her husband.
"No!" she muttered. "Honey? Lanny? Lanny?" she called out, as Joe
pinched her tender nipple.
"I'll bet you are a great cocksucker sweetheart, aren't you? How
about it baby, don't you want to suck my big cock?"
"No.... no.... who are you?" she mumbled in confusion.
"Maybe you want my big cock shoved in your little pussy. Is that
what you want you little bitch?"
"Oh.... oh... no.... no... Please don't!" Susan pleaded as she
became aware of the awful taunts she was hearing.
Joe continued to pinch her nipple as he asked her if she liked to
have men play with her pussy. "Naughty little girls like you that
don't wear panties are just asking for it. "Why don't you open
your legs and let Willy play with your juicy hot pussy?" taunted
Joe.
Her mind was starting to clear somewhat because she was painfully
aware of the tugging on her sensitive nipple.
Susan was breathing harder as she felt another man's hand slowly
slide up the inside of her right thigh under her dress and tangle
his fingers in her muff.
Willy moved closer as he twisted her soft pubic hair around his
index finger.
"Honey, you aren't going to need this stuff anymore," teased
Willy as he gave a quick pull on her curls. The sudden pain
caused her to open her knees and while both guys held them apart,
Willy ran his index finger up and down her moist slit. "Oh honey!
You've got the sweetest little pussy," he whispered as he slipped
a finger inside and wiggled it around.
Susan was crying and pleading for them to stop as they laughed at
her. "Willy, ole friend, I'll bet she has a cute little asshole
too," teased Joe. "How about it honey? Would you like me to stick
my big cock up your little asshole? I'll bet your shit for brains
husband would like to watch his little wife get fucked silly in
the ass," Joe whispered as he then kissed her hard on the mouth
and rammed his tongue in her mouth.
After a few minutes Joe whispered, "We know you hate to leave all
this fun, but it's time to leave before your hubby comes looking
for you."
Susan's whole body was shaking as they pulled her dress back down
and helped her out of the booth. As they walked across the
parking lot towards the motel, Joe squeezed her arm tight and
warned her to forget what happened in the booth and not to say
anything to her husband.
The fresh air seemed to help clear Susan's head and she knew that
something was very wrong. She couldn't remember who these two
disgusting men were that were helping her walk and she didn't
know where her husband was.
As they walked, Joe made her stop several times and take large
swallows out of a bottle he held to her lips. The gulps burned
her throat and she coughed as the warm feeling liquid rolled down
into her stomach.
"This whiskey will get you in a party mood honey," Joe laughed,
as he fondled her butt while they walked along slowly towards the
motel room. If she slowed down too much they would pinch her ass
through her dress to hurry her along.
"Lanny? Ouch! Ouch! Lanny!" cried Susan as she tried to slap
their hands away from her tortured rear.
"Don't worry sweet cakes," Joe teased. "I'll be glad to kiss your
ass and make it all better."
Lanny was already playing cards and drinking beer with Chet and
Henry at a small table in the motel room as Susan stumbled
through the open doorway to room 108. Lanny briefly noticed the
terrified look in Susan's eyes as she focused on him. He was
pretty wasted himself by this time so he just made some smart
remark about what took them so long, did they take the scenic
route or something. Then he called out, "Let's party!" and he
offered Joe and Willy a beer.
Showing off Susan by Doc, Chapter Five
Deep down, Lanny knew he should probably put a stop to this idea
of shaving Susan before things got out of hand. But his ego and
all of the alcohol that he had consumed wouldn't allow it.
Susan slumped to a sitting position on the bed as the five guys
talked about who was winning the card game.
Joe made some lame excuse to Lanny that he and Willy would have
brought Susan to the motel sooner but they had to stop and talk
to another friend he saw on the way out of the club, but Lanny
wasn't really listening.
"Here's to the best sport I've met in a long time," said Joe as
he raised his can of beer to Lanny in a salute.
The young husband just loved hearing all four men tell him how
cool he was letting for them party with him and his new wife.
"That's what good friends are for," praised the others.
He was too drunk to notice the knowing looks exchanged between
the four older strangers in the small room.
After all, Joe had agreed there wouldn't be any touching or
anything that might put Susan at risk of catching a disease. He
didn't want anything to hurt his pretty wife. All he knew was
that he had dreamed of seeing Susan put in a humiliating position
many times, and it was finally happening. The very idea of this
fat barber shaving Susan's sweet pussy was so exciting he
couldn't help being caught up in the enthusiasm of the four big,
ugly men. He just had to go through with it.
She looked so god damned sexy in her black dress as she propped
herself up on one arm, sitting on the double bed in the seedy
motel room. He rationalized that he would just have a little
more fun at her expense with these blue collar men and then
neither of them would ever see them again.
Joe turned on the radio to a country music station as he told his
friends they were lucky to be able to help this young couple out
with their honeymoon.
Susan had been sitting, listening to the men talking. She was
starting to piece together her surroundings. The alcohol she had
on the way to the motel seemed to heighten her senses. She could
see Lanny laughing but the blur of other bodies in the small room
took on a terrifying appearance and she noticed the men's faces
for the first time. They were all watching her closely, while
glancing only occasionally at her husband.
It was then she remembered the terrible things Joe had said to
her back at the bar and how he kept squeezing her breast and
pinching her nipple till it hurt.
The memory of Willy pulling on her pubic hair and pushing his
finger inside of her as they sat in the booth made her tremble
with disgust. She felt like a trapped fawn in the forest and
hungry wolves were circling her getting ready for the kill. The
man she married and trusted to protect her was sitting, stinking
drunk, unable, and apparently unwilling to protect her from these
vile men.
Joe walked over to Susan and brushed a strand of auburn hair back
off of her forehead. He sneered at her as he asked Lanny
politely if he minded if they danced with his wife.
"Dance all you want!" Lanny mumbled as he sat holding his half
empty can of beer at the table.
Joe reached down and grabbed Susan by the arm and jerked her off
of the bed for a slow dance around the motel room. He pulled her
close and mashed the front of his dirty jeans into her as they
moved slowly in circles.
He could feel her try to twist her body from his embrace as his
hands roamed down across her ass.
Chet, Henry and Willy were watching intently as he continued to
fondle her bottom as they danced.
Joe noticed Lanny's eyes were closed and he looked like he wasn't
far from passing out. Turning Susan's back towards his three
friends, with a crude wink, he reached down and pulled the back
of her dress up to her waist.
The three guys grinned back at Joe as he held up her dress,
exposing Susan's entire naked ass to his friends in the brightly
lit room. She didn't realize her bare ass was exposed until Joe
reached down with both hands and squeezed the two soft mounds.
Susan smelled his stale breath and gave a little scream as she
tried to push away his kneading hands from her bottom. Joe
quickly let the hem of her dress fall in place as the scream
brought Lanny's head up with a jerk.
"Hey Lanny," Joe shouted, "Your little wife is a good dancer but
I think she needs a few more drinks before she will let ole Willy
here give her a trim. Why don't you and Henry walk over to the
club and bring back a bottle while Willy gets everything ready?"
Henry started to object but Joe, who was still dancing with the
young woman, gave him a stern look and motioned for him to get
Susan's husband on his way across the parking lot to buy the
bottle.
Lanny should have known better than to trust these rough
strangers with his drugged bride alone in the motel room. But as
Henry put his hand on his shoulder to walk out the door, Lanny
again got bolder as he told his dancing wife to be nice to their
friends while he was gone.
He should have noticed the frightened look in her eyes when she
realized that her husband was leaving her alone in the room with
these animals. The young husband should have been alarmed as he
watched is wife struggle against Joe as he held her tight against
him while supposedly dancing.
The three remaining men let out an excited yell as the watched
Lanny and Henry fade into the darkness of the parking lot. Joe
pulled away from Susan, leaving her standing in the middle of the
room.
"All right you sweet little bitch! It's show time now that your
little hubby is out of the way!" yelled Joe, as he sat down at
the table. "It's time to show us those tits you've been shaking
in our faces all night," Joe hissed. "Hell, just take your fuckin
dress off and show us all the pretty things you been hiding under
it."
Susan searched their faces for help as she began crying and
shaking as her sobs grew stronger. She made no move to comply
with Joe's orders but instead pleaded with the strange men.
"No, no, please, I can't, I couldn't!" She searched the room for
her husband. She couldn't understand how he could leave her at
the mercy of these awful men.
"Your dumb shit husband ain't here, sweetie," he taunted. "Don't
make me come over there and take it off for you," threatened Joe.
"Take the God damn thing off!"
Susan's mind was spinning but she instinctively made a run for
the door to get away from these awful men. She was no match for
them though, and Chet easily pulled her back to the center of the
room.
The three men were joined by the returning Henry and they formed
a circle around the terrified bride. The four men pushed her back
and forth between them as though she were a rag doll.
Four set of hands came from all directions grabbing her heaving
tits, pinching her thighs and butt. She did her best to slap away
the invading hands, but her ineffective efforts were just laughed
off. Just when she would dislodge a hand from her breast, several
more would attach themselves to her bare thigh or cause her to
cry out from a cruel pinch on her bottom. All four men were
laughing at her efforts to fight them off as Joe reached up and
untied the strap holding the top of her dress in place.
"God, she is a little wildcat isn't she!" Joe yelled. "This might
slow her down a little."
Now Susan had to hold the top of her dress up with one hand so
she could only slap and scratch at the men with her one free
hand. The invading hands were able to sneak up under her short
skirt and pinch her bare butt before she could slap them away.
The pain she felt and struggle she was experiencing cleared her
mind somewhat and triggered her natural survival instinct.
Joe let out a cry as the long fingernails on her free hand
scratched across his right cheek leaving faint red trails down
the side of his face.
"God damn you, you little bitch! So you want to play rough do
you! Okay, let's play Ring around the Rosy with her guys!"
Chet and Henry each grabbed a wrist and pulled Susan's arms away
from her front and straight out on each side and held them. The
untied top of her dress sagged but stayed up briefly, held in
place by the stiff points of her nipples. However, it only took a
few jerks of her outstretched arms between Chet and Henry as they
turned her in a circle to make the dress top fall around Susan's
waist, baring her beautiful tits to the leering men.
Tears were streaming down her face as they continued to shake her
back and forth making her naked tits bounce obscenely.
"Look at those fuckin jugs bounce," hissed Henry, as they all
enjoyed her pleading.
Joe walked up behind her and slipped his thumbs under the
waistband of her dress. As she was held in place by two of his
friends he slowly slipped her dress over her ass and down into a
puddle around her small ankles.
There was a moment of silence as the four dirty old men noticed
how truly beautiful Susan's naked body was under the revealing
light. The young wife's tan lines contrasted her tanned legs with
the white triangle framing the soft auburn hair covering Susan's
pubic mound. The whiteness of her beautiful dimpled ass was
interrupted only by the dark crack that hid her secret places.
Her face and neck turned a deep red as she realized she was
standing naked in front of strange men with her arms held
outstretched to either side. Lanny's pretty wife was on display
for these perverts to enjoy, and her husband wasn't there to help
her.
Henry had left Lanny sitting at the club waiting for the bottle
that they had gone to purchase. He had whispered to his bartender
friend to make Lanny wait twenty minutes. Then Henry had headed
for the men's room and had told Lanny to wait for him before
going back to the motel.
The four men figured they had about fifteen more minutes before
her drunken husband found his way back to the motel room. That
was plenty of time to have more fun with Lanny's helpless naked
wife.
Susan was standing, held in place by her outstretched arms
between Chet and Henry. Joe had a cruel grin as he walked up
behind her saying to the guys "Let's see how ticklish she really
is."
Her exposed arm pits were too much for Joe to resist as he jammed
his fingers into her flesh and up and down her ribs. Susan let
out a squeal as she thrashed around trying to evade Joe's
tickling fingers. But she couldn't escape, she was held in the
firm grip of the two dirty old men.
"Go baby, go, wiggle that cute little ass for us," Joe laughed as
he started pinching her on her bare butt with one hand while
still tickling her with the other.
Susan was kicking wildly and putting on an obscene sort of dance
spectacle, much to the delight of her audience. She was fully
aware now of her complete nudity and she felt the shame of being
totally exposed while she was held by her arms and tickled
without mercy by Joe in front of these strange men. Her eyes were
wide and filled with tears as she laughed and squealed from the
torment.
"Now, now sweet thing, settle down," Joe whispered from behind as
he stopped tickling her and reached around and cupped and
squeezed her milky tits. All the men watched as he mashed them
together and toyed with her softness while telling her how nasty
she looked. Even though she struggled, she was helpless to
dislodge his fingers as they rolled her nipples to hardness.
He pinched down on her nipples between his dirty thumbs and
fingers, pulling them upward, holding the entire weight of her
breasts up by only her nipples. Susan cried out as Joe bobbed her
tits up and down by the nipples showing his friends how much they
looked like water balloons.
"Make her show us her pussy!" yelled the grinning Henry as he
rubbed his cock through his pants.
"How about it honey, don't you want to give us a little pose and
show us old farts your cute little pussy?" Joe asked with a lewd
laugh as he sat down at the table again, turning his chair so
that it faced Susan who was only a few feet away in the tiny
room.
Susan stood motionless in the middle of the room, sobbing,
holding one arm across her breasts while the other hand covered
her soft, auburn haired pussy.
"No, no please, no more, please leave me alone," pleaded Susan.
"Now be nice to the guys like your dumb shit hubby told you to,
or I'll spank that little ass of yours till you can't sit down."
The frightened wife searched Joe's leering face for pity, but he
was losing his patience with her. Without warning, Joe grabbed
her and threw her down across his lap, holding her wrists
together behind her back. Susan was draped across Joe's knees
with her tits hanging on one side and her perfect, naked bottom
directly under his gaze.
She squeezed her legs together knowing all these filthy men were
watching as he rubbed his hand across her exposed bottom. The
contrast of her white ass cheeks and her long tanned legs made
the view that much more exciting. The first crack of Joe's hand
on her bare ass hurt so much she let out a loud scream.
Chet reached under her face and covered her mouth with his hand
as Joe continued to pound away at Susan's rapidly reddening butt.
His slaps would go from side to side, from cheek to cheek, with
such pain that Susan soon forgot about her modesty and kicked out
with her legs letting the men catch glimpses of the dark, hair
covered furrow.
When he thought that her ass was red enough and she was ready to
follow directions, Joe pulled her to her feet and pushed her to
the middle of the floor.
Susan rubbed her red bottom as tears streamed down her face.
"Now honey, go over and lie on the bed and spread you legs for
the guys," Joe commanded.
The sobbing young wife hesitated, but walked over and sat on the
bed when she saw Joe pull his belt from the loops. Joe snapped
the belt in his hands as all four men gathered around the
pleading bride.
"Now then," Joe ordered. "Just strike a pose for us on your back.
Spread your legs and show us how cute your little pussy is."
Susan slowly scooted to the middle of the bed, lying on her back,
stiff as a board with her arms at her sides.
"Oh honey, you are going to have to do a lot better than that,"
threatened Joe as he snapped his belt between his hands. "Show
the guys your pretty pussy."
Susan closed her eyes and opened her tanned legs until they were
pointing at the corners of the bed. The men pushed closer as the
closed lips of her sex came into view under the bright lights.
"What do you think guys?" asked Joe as he jabbed Willy with his
elbow. "Honey, the guys really want to see your pussy lips open,
so pull your knees up to your shoulders for us."
Susan hesitated and Joe rushed over and lifted her legs and
swatted her twice with his belt. She screamed in pain and when he
repeated his order she reluctantly obeyed, pulling her knees up
and holding them against her chest with her hands.
The men gasped as the thin lips of the young wife's pussy
flowered open to their gaze.
"God damn look at that sweet fuckin tight little cunt," breathed
Henry.
"Hey man, look at that pink meat inside," Chet added, "make her
pull it open."
"You heard him sweetheart," Joe teased, snapping the belt again.
"Pull those juicy pussy lips open wide and show Chet how pink you
are all the way inside."
The tormented wife reached down and slowly pulled her most secret
place wide open as four horny men looked intently at her
obscenely displayed pussy.
Susan held the pose while Joe reached out and placed the tip of
his index finger on her exposed clit. The young wife gasped in
surprise as he lightly rubbed the sensitive nub back and forth
with his finger. "See honey," he teased as she started to squirm,
"it's not so bad to let us nice fellows play with your pussy, is
it? Why don't you try it?" Joe said as he placed Susan's index
finger on her clit, and holding it in place he moved her finger
back and forth across the swelling nub.
Showing off Susan by Doc, Chapter Six

Standing back up Joe told the exposed young wife to "Play with it
honey, show the boys how a hot little wife gets off while her
hubby is gone.
"Susan's mind was racing from her terror, but the wonderful
feeling from her finger was impossible to ignore. She had never
indulged the temptation to relieve herself even when her girl
friends at school had told her about how great it was. She knew
what was happening was very wrong, even sinful. But even a slight
movement of her finger brought a flood of pleasure.
The menacing Joe continued to threaten her if she stopped so it
seemed the lesser of two evils if she let her finger play with
her hooded switch. Making her perform for them, masturbating
while these cruel men watched was almost more humiliation than
the modest little wife could endure. But it was undeniable that
she was enjoying the touch of her finger on her swollen clit.
"Look at her clit growing," laughed Chet, as they watched this
proper young wife's own finger causing her to squirm and moan.
The light reflected the small droplets of moisture starting to
form on Susan's pussy lips as she increased the tempo with her
slim finger.
The banging on the door startled the leering men as they backed
away from Susan and sat down at the table while Henry opened the
door. Susan's husband walked into the small motel room with a
grin on his face holding a bottle. It appeared to him that guys
had been playing cards at the table. Then he turned and saw his
shy little wife laying on the bed, naked, rubbing her widely
spread pussy.
Before Lanny could react, Joe told him they didn't know what came
over his wife but they didn't try to stop her. "You've got a hot
little wildcat there boy," joked Joe. "She probably couldn't wait
for you to get her in the sack and fuck the shit out of her."
Lanny just stood there and stared in disbelief at Susan, spread
and open playing with her pussy right in front of these four men.
At a loss to explain this wild aberration in her behavior he
remembered the drugs he had given her and assumed that they must
be responsible. Whatever the reason, he found the sight of her,
stretched out on the bed with four strange men in the room
casually watching her play with herself to be highly erotic.
They seemed to be preoccupied playing cards and hardly paying any
attention to his naked wife on the bed. If he were sober he might
have noticed the pink glow across her bottom from the spanking,
or the small red welts on her ass from the many pinches she
received. But this was his wildest fantasy come true, to see her
masturbating while four strange men watched her in this seedy
motel room.
"No fair you having all the fun honey," Lanny said. He crossed
the room and sat down on the bed near his wife. "Quit playing
with yourself Susan, it's time for your appointment with the
barber."
Susan pulled her fingers away quickly, aware enough now to be
totally humiliated by what she had been doing. Lanny then pulled
her to a sitting position.
Susan had been caught up in her pleasure and the sudden change
brought her mind back to her present dilemma. Why wasn't her
husband taking her away from these vile men?
"Willy is ready to give you your wedding present honey," Lanny
explained as he sat down on the bed. "Isn't that nice of him?" he
teased, as he handed Willy his shaving kit from the bathroom.
"He's going to make your pussy all smooth and shiny for me,"
Lanny taunted her, "won't that be fun? All these other nice men
will be glad to help him do a good job," Lanny said, slurring his
words noticeably as he smiled at the others.
Willy's eyes widened with anticipation as he cleaned the cards
and glasses off of the table and covered the table top with a
bath towel. "Come on over here honey, and hop up on the table,"
invited Willy.
The frightened wife objected as Lanny pushed her off the bed
towards the table. Susan just stood there doing her best to cover
her naked body from the eyes of these men.
"She's all yours, Willy," Lanny teased. "Just be careful not to
nick anything important down there."
Willy walked over to Susan and, pushing her hands aside he
quickly grabbed a handful of her pubic hair. "This way
sweetheart," he laughed as he pulled the resisting young wife
across the room by her hairs.
The four men lifted her onto the table and lay her back on the
towel under the bright light. Susan had a frightened look in her
eyes and wanted nothing to do with letting this dirty barber and
his friends examine her private parts.
"Come on honey," Joe teased, as he gave a sharp tug on her curls.
"It's not like we haven't seen your sweet cunt before. You've
been lying on the bed wanting us to help you jerk off."
It took all three men and Lanny to hold the struggling wife down
as they held her open for Willy to spread shaving cream all over
her slippery pussy. As he worked on her auburn bush he made sure
his fingers slipped into Susan's open pussy every chance he had.
After she was shaved clean and wiped off with a towel, his other
three friends were quick to search for little hairs he might have
missed on her pussy lips.
The men would take turns pulling her pussy lips open and
exploring every detail of the squirming wife's sex under the
bright light. Lanny was transfixed at the sight of their dirty
fingers slipping into his wife's exposed genitals. Without any
hair to obstruct the view, his wife's gapping pussy was the most
wonderfully sexy thing Lanny had ever imagined.
"She's all done," laughed Willy as he gave her bare mound a
little pat with his hand. "No more hair getting in the way when
you lick her sweet little pussy," he said, grinning at Lanny.
Susan had stopped struggling now and seemed resigned to her fate
as she lay exposed on the table under the light as the four men
held her down and played with her newly shaved pussy.
"Your little wife here has the best looking cunt we've ever
seen," exclaimed Joe as he pulled her lips wide open. "You ought
to enter your lady in the pretty pussy contest if anyone ever
decided to start one."
Lanny was mesmerized watching his modest wife squirming as they
ran their fingers across her enlarged clitoris causing her to
jerk and squeal. Their fingers glistened from her wetness as her
breathing rhythm changed to short quick gasps.
His beautiful wife was responding to the dirty fingers of these
ugly, old men that she didn't even know.
"Doesn't that feel good sweetheart?" Joe teased. He noticed that
now she was moving her hips to meet his finger. Then he turned to
Lanny and said, "I think your little bride likes to have her clit
rubbed." As he spoke he was smiling broadly and watching the
young husband to gauge his reaction. "I bet if I finger fuck her
she'll cum right here on the table," Joe said as he pushed his
middle finger deep in Susan's pussy.
"Oh, oh, oh!" she gasped as the grinning Joe pushed her inflamed
clit back and forth with his big thumb while speeding the tempo
of his middle finger in and out of her widely spread pussy.
"What a nice, tight, slippery, little hole you have honey. You
need to let your hubby in here more often, cause I know you like
it this way, don't you sweetheart?" Joe said.
The wet sucking sound of his invading finger could be heard as
Chet and Henry toyed with her hard nipples. Susan went wild as
she bucked her hips off the table with short squeals and
shuddered to a long climax as the sweating Joe fingered her.
Lanny just stood watching the big greasy mechanic use both hands
on Susan's tortured pussy while his three friends urged him on.
Nothing he could ever have imagined in his wildest fantasy could
equal the sight of these strange men holding his naked little
wife's legs wide open on the table in the motel room. Her shaved
pussy was wide open to their lustful gaze as Joe's big fingers
made her cum, much to the delight of her drunken admirers. Her
sex juice glistened on Joe's fingers and the smell of her sex
filled the room.
Susan seemed to lose control of her emotions and be caught up in
the passion of the moment.
Lanny had never seen his wife act this way, not even when they
made love in their own bed.
Lanny walked over to the table and lifted the sobbing Susan from
the table and carried her to the bed. He pulled back the covers
and let his wife cover herself up in the bed. He sat by her side
stroking her hair trying to calm her down after the rough
treatment she had received from the guys.
She buried her face in the pillow trying to block out the evil
men that had invaded their motel room.
"You got one wild little woman!" Joe told Lanny. "She sure is a
hot little number once you get her started."
Willy suggested to Lanny he should buy her a dildo so she could
get all warmed up for him before he got home from work.
"Yeah, teach her how to use a vibrator and you'll never be
sorry," grinned Joe, and he offered to help Lanny show her the
ropes anytime.
"In fact, let's go next door to the adult video store and let her
pick out one she likes," suggested Joe.
Chet and Henry agreed that watching her pick one out sounded like
a lot of fun. Joe urged Lanny to get her up and he would buy her
a wedding present to go along with his wife's newly shaved
snatch.
Lanny, not wanting to disappoint his new friends, quickly agreed
to Joe's idea and looked around for something for Susan to wear
for her trip to the sex shop. He pulled a light blue silk shirt
from the small suitcase. It was the one that she liked to wear as
a sleep shirt. He slipped it over Susan's head and helped her
pull it down into place as she sat upright in the bed. As he
pulled her to her feet and steadied her, the guys watched how
desirable and innocent she looked. The bottom hem covered her to
mid thigh and her beautiful breasts filled the top to capacity
and no one suggested she put on any underwear.
Susan knew they were going to go someplace but it didn't register
in her mind that she and the guys were going to walk next door to
an adult book store, and she wasn't even sure what that was
anyway.
Joe kept kidding her that he was going to buy her a dildo for a
wedding present to help her get in the mood for Lanny. She had
never even seen one before and had only heard about them from a
girlfriend at school that was much more daring than she.
As the six of them walked across the parking lot towards the
adult book store, Joe walked beside her and steadied her with his
arm around her slim waist.
Lanny followed behind them, drinking a beer with the rest of the
guys and trying to focus his eyes on his young wife's silk clad
body.
Joe would openly reach down and flash her bare bottom each time a
car's headlights would illuminate her as it passed.
Chet and Henry would whistle each time Joe held the hem of her
shirt up showing Susan's bare ass, swaying as she walked along
and not even realizing she was flashing the passing cars. She
kept looking back over her shoulder at her husband as she
attempted to understand where Joe was taking her.
Lanny was drunk, but he had just enough of his senses left about
him to realize that Joe, the big mean mechanic, had taken control
of the little game he had started with Susan earlier that
evening. Joe's strong personality and threatening manner had
intimidated the young husband enough that he couldn't really put
up much of an objection to anything Joe wanted to do to his wife.
Joe would grab her and kiss her hard on the mouth while he pulled
her shirt up to her waist showing her butt to the honking cars.
Poor Susan was so intent with her struggle to dislodge his tongue
from her mouth, she didn't even know her bare ass was visible to
everyone in the passing cars.
As they walked along, Joe was taking any liberty he wanted with
the young wife and didn't care what her husband might think. He
stopped a couple of times to poor more alcohol down the girl's
throat. He didn't want her to get too sober. He didn't want an
obvious struggle with her in public.
Even though Lanny had enjoyed his modest little wife's dilemma,
he realized Joe was treating her rougher than he had intended,
and he was calling all the shots now. As they walked towards the
adult book store Joe continued to gently slap her bottom to help
her move along at a faster pace.
There were half a dozen cars parked in front of the adult book
store as Joe guided Susan through the front door. A hush fell
over the room as every eye in the store turned and watched the
pretty young wife enter the room, followed by her husband Lanny
and his four new friends.
Susan looked completely out of place standing in the middle of
the sleazy adult store wearing her short little night shirt. She
looked like she should be ready to go to bed in the safety of her
own bedroom at home instead of standing in front of these strange
men in a porno shop.
Susan's head was still spinning from the drug her husband Lanny
had given her earlier in the evening and the booze that had been
poured down her throat, so she still had to hold onto Joe's arm.
Joe marched her right up to the counter where the clerk was
sitting on a high stool smoking a cigarette. He was a middle
aged black man in a stained white shirt with a clear interest in
the sweet young thing that had just walked into his store.
His eyes traveled up and down Susan's body as he asked Joe if he
could help them. Joe told him that Lanny's wife Susan was a
little drunk from celebrating her recent wedding but wanted to
pick out a present that he was going to buy for her.
"She's looking for a big rubber cock to help her get in the mood
for some loving before her husband Lanny here comes home from
work," grinned Joe. From their interaction, Lanny had the
distinct impression that the clerk and Joe knew each other.
The clerk broke into a wide grin, showing a shiny gold tooth as
he took down a ten inch flesh colored model from the display and
handed it to the wide eyed Susan. "What do you thing of this one
sweetheart?" asked the clerk with a lewd laugh as the rest of the
guys who were starting to quickly gather around snickered among
themselves.
Susan held the rubber dong in her hands while Joe made her slip
her hand up and down the shaft like she was jerking it off. The
other men watching this beautiful young wife playing with the
dildo realized that Joe was toying with her mind as he tormented
and teased her. Her obvious embarrassment showed from her flushed
cheeks as the scene started to become clearer in her mind.
She started to twist away when Joe guided her hands upward until
the large head of the fake cock pressed firmly against her mouth.
Susan set her jaw and started to sob as Joe tried to talk her
into opening her full lips and putting it in her mouth. Her eyes
darted back and forth around the room as Joe mashed the rubber
head against her tightly closed teeth. Joe whispered loudly in
Susan's ear that if she didn't open her mouth wide he would take
his belt off and spank her ass again.
She remembered the sharp pain from the belt back at the motel so
she slowly opened her jaw as Joe slipped the head of the huge
fake cock into her soft mouth. The other customers in the store
continued to gather closer to watch Susan, fighting not to gag as
Joe pumped the big rubber cock in and out of her mouth.
Lanny watched from a distance as his wife was forced to obscenely
suck the dildo in front of the group of laughing men.
The booze had mellowed Lanny out so much that he was just another
bystander watching as his new bride was the center of the men's
attention. Joe was clearly enjoying humiliating Susan in front of
his friends and even Lanny himself. In fact, the idea that her
stupid pussy of a husband was watching was a huge turn on for
Joe. To have a pretty, young, twenty-three year old wife with a
knockout body to put through her paces, almost completely under
his control, was something he could never have hoped for. Joe
could tell Susan must be on some drug besides alcohol for her to
react the way she did.
"I think she needs a bigger one," Joe said, grinning to the clerk
as he let her spit out the invading rubber cock from her mouth.
Tears were running down her cheeks as she gasped, taking in
several deep breaths of air.
"I know, let's try that big black one over there honey," Joe
suggested with a lewd laugh as he patted Susan's ass and looked
over at Lanny and winked.

Showing off Susan by Doc, Chapter Seven

The leering black clerk reached up and took the large rubber cock
down from the wall and laid it on the counter in front of Susan.
Her eyes just darted back and forth from man to man as they made
smart ass remarks about the big ugly black shaft. Joe held it up
and asked the clerk if there was an instruction manual so that
this little bride could learn how to use it properly.
All the men laughed at his joke and cheered as they heard the
clerk offer to show her how to use it since there was no book of
instructions, but he assured them that he knew what to do with a
big black cock.
"Lanny, don't you think it would be a good idea to make sure your
wife knows how to use this thing?" Joe laughed as he put his arm
around Susan's shoulder.
At the urging of the others, the young husband could only agree
as he watched his confused wife standing in the porn shop leaning
against Joe's arm.
She looked so out of place standing there barefoot and wearing
her thin silk night shirt while the rest of the customers
gathered closer to enjoy her obvious humiliation.
The sweating black clerk opened a magazine to the centerfold,
showing a model with a large dildo pushed into her shaved snatch.
He placed the picture on the counter telling Joe it might help
her if she saw a visual aid. Then she might be able to figure out
what to do with it.
Joe picked up the book, showed Susan the lewd photo, and asked
her if she would like to try getting off with the dildo, just so
that they would all know that she knew how to use it.
The frightened young wife looked in disbelief at the terrible
picture while Joe told the clerk, including every lurid detail,
about how she had just gotten her pussy shaved for the first
time.
Susan could sense the sexual tension in the room as she focused
on the leering eyes of the strange men looking at her scantily
clad body.
The clerk, half jokingly, said he would be glad to take her into
the back office and show her how to use it and make sure it was a
perfect fit. "I got two black brothers waiting back in the office
for me to get off work and they could help."
Lanny couldn't believe his ears when he heard Joe laugh and agree
that it would be only right for black guys to help her with the
big black rubber cock. He knew his wife was always uncomfortable
around black men and hated it when they looked at her. She always
felt like they were undressing her with their eyes. She didn't
outright hate blacks, but she viewed them as lower class than the
high society white family she was raised in as a child. The young
wife had always felt funny around black men and she had told
Lanny that they just gave her the creeps.
Susan's last encounter with a black man had been with the man
that repaired the plumbing in their first apartment. He had
walked in on her while she was dressing and instead of
apologizing and quickly leaving, he stood there staring at her
while he rubbed the bulge in the front of his jeans.
Susan had been so upset and embarrassed that she had called the
company and made an official complaint about his vulgar actions.
Later, when she had tearfully told Lanny about the experience, he
had actually gotten so turned on that he had to hide his own
erection from his crying bride.
Though Lanny was still quite drunk, he saw the terror in his
wife's eyes as the big black clerk walked around the counter and
reached out for her small white hand.
Susan pulled back against Joe sharply as the grinning clerk asked
the frightened young wife if she looked as good under her night
shirt as Joe had told him she did. He reached out and stroked her
upper arm telling her to be a good little girl and come with him.

Susan slapped his hand away and managed to scream out for him to
leave her alone.
Her young husband watched as she struggled to stay away from his
grasping hands while Joe pushed her towards the leering clerk.
"God damn it," Joe threatened, "if you don't settle down and do
what he says I'll have to take my belt off and spank your ass
again. Hell, I'll bet all the guys would like to watch me beat
your bare ass and maybe take a look at your newly shaved pussy,"
Joe said, winking at the clerk who was still holding onto the
struggling young woman.
Lanny finally realized that this little game with Susan had gone
way too far. The pain and shame she was suffering were obvious to
everyone. But this group of strange men was not concerned about
his innocent little game of "show off the wife." They had their
own agenda now, and they were enjoying the hell out of tormenting
his helpless young bride. Joe, the greasy mechanic, was openly
slapping his wife's tender butt when she wouldn't do exactly what
he instructed her to do.
He would grab the hem of her night shirt in back and give a quick
tug upward giving several of the cheering men a peek at Susan's
bare ass cheeks. His terrified wife would stumble between the
two men slapping their invading hands away the best she could.
Several times Lanny had tried to stop the attack on his helpless
wife, but each time, Joe had told him to back off and be quiet,
because they were just having some harmless fun.
Lanny could see the cruelty and the lust in Joe's eyes as he
helped the dirty porn shop clerk run the head of the big black
rubber cock across his wife's sweet innocent face. Susan's
heaving breasts were attracting the clerk's attention as he let
his big hands feel the soft mounds through the thin night shirt.
Lanny called out to Joe to stop letting the black clerk touch
Susan, but Chet and Henry made sure he didn't interfere with
their humiliation of his young wife.
Lanny finally started to realize just how helpless he was to
protect his wife from these large, powerful and cruel men, and
how much danger his young wife was in.
The clerk's two black friends came out of the back office to see
what all the noise and commotion was about.
When Lanny saw them walk into the room, he saw wide smiles cross
their faces as they watched their friend holding his struggling
wife. Both were dressed all in black with denim pants and dirty
black tee shirts. Their rough faces covered with sparse beards
showed the wild and dangerous lives they must lead.
Lanny knew it would be foolish to resist them if he cared about
his or his wife's well being. He could see that he and Susan were
both helpless now. He could see that the only thing that he would
accomplish by coming to Susan's assistance would be to get
killed, or severely beaten.
"Where the fuck did ya git that little piece?" asked the bigger
man as he walked up to his friend. The clerk laughed and told him
she needed to be fitted for the black rubber cock she was getting
as a wedding present.
Joe pointed over to Lanny and told the big black man that her
husband wanted a toy for his new bride to get her all hot for him
before he gets home from work.
Joe looked at the three black men and, tossing the rubber cock to
the clerk, said, "Why don't you boys take our little sweetheart
back to the office and show her how to use her new wedding
present?"
"You watch the store for me," the grinning clerk told Joe and he
headed for the office. As he walked off he told his friends to
bring her along.
As the two black men held Susan by the arms and started her
toward the doorway, a rush of adrenaline hit her and she fought
and kicked to keep from going with the men. Even though she was
much smaller than the black men, she thrashed about when she
realized the danger of letting them take her away from her
husband Lanny and into a private room.
While Joe, Willy, Chet and Henry had abused her and humiliated
her, they had not raped her, at least not yet. Susan still
preferred to stay with the evil she knew than risk being alone
with these large, dangerous looking black men in the back office
of the porn shop. At least while she was with her husband the men
had been somewhat reserved, and there was always the chance that
Lanny would come to his senses and rescue her.
She looked around and focused on her husband and was dismayed to
see him sitting on the floor, helplessly drunk, between Chet and
Henry. Why didn't he help her get away from these terrible men
that were putting their hands on her and laughing at her? Why was
she in this smelly place with dirty pictures of naked women doing
things she didn't even know about plastered all over the walls?
Didn't her husband realize these strange men were touching her
breasts and even pinching her sensitive nipples through her
shirt? And that awful Joe had even slapped her bottom until it
reddened and then pinched her so hard it brought tears to her
eyes. That vile man had tried to pull up her shirt so the other
men could see her bare bottom. And what had happened to her
panties?! Why was she naked under her thin silk night shirt so
the men could see her breasts bounce and see the outline of her
hard nipples?
"Damn, she is a little wildcat," laughed the clerk as he ducked
away from her fingernails.
"Here, this will help," Joe said as he reached for a shiny pair
of handcuffs from the shelf.
While the two black men held her slim arms together behind her
back, Joe locked the cuffs tightly around her wrists. "That will
keep her hands out of the way," Joe laughed as he walked around
and looked the terrified wife in the eyes.
"If you give these men any trouble I'll blister your bare little
ass so hard you won't be able to sit down for a week." Joe
unbuckled his belt and pulled it free from the loops as he
threatened the trembling young woman, trying to scare her into
doing exactly what the clerk told her to do. "Do you need a
reminder?" Joe hissed as he snapped his belt together with a
sharp crack. "Answer me, God damn it!"
"No, no, please!" she pleaded, remembering the fiery pain on her
butt from the previous whipping that she had received in the
motel room.
The ratcheting sound of the handcuffs snapping shut on his wife's
wrists had caught Lanny's attention and caused him to look up. He
noticed once again how helpless she looked, dressed only in her
thin silk night shirt. He was probably too out of it to notice
the cuffs though. His young wife's full breasts were thrust
outward from the pressure of her cuffed hands behind her back.
Now, in this helpless position, she wouldn't even be able to push
away an exploring hand that might sneak out from one of the men
gathered around her.
Joe was letting, no he was encouraging these three black perverts
to take Lanny's little bride to the back office with the big
black rubber cock, and there wasn't anything he could do about
it, hell, he was so dizzy from the alcohol, he didn't think he
could stand up! But he was aware enough to realize as these rough
black men led his wife away that they would certainly take
advantage of every inch of his modest little white wife.
Lanny could hardly watch as his subdued young wife walked
obediently out of the room between the three black strangers.
"You let me know if she needs a whipping!" Joe yelled out to the
three grinning men.
Joe walked over to where Lanny was sitting, kept in place by Chet
and Henry and looked down at him in disgust. But as he watched
Lanny look up and beg him, "Please don't let those guys hurt
Susan, can't we just get her and leave now," he enjoyed the young
man's helplessness so much it nearly gave him a hardon.
"Don't worry boy, them black boys won't do no damage to your
little wife as long as she cooperates with them. Besides, it was
your idea to play your tricks on her with us at the bar,
remember?" Joe reminded him. "They just look like hard up boys
that need a little fun pushed their way." He saw the look of
guilt and concern for is young wife on Lanny's face and he
laughed, and the laughter was joined by Joe's friends and several
of he customers in the porn shop who had been enjoying the show.
When the laughter had died down Joe said, "Those black boys just
love to get a peek at young white meat from time to time, so just
relax and I'll check on them a little later."
The young husband couldn't believe this so called friend was
talking that way about his sweet wife. Lanny had trusted him to
keep his part of the bargain that nobody would touch Susan. While
they were sitting there, who knew what those three black bastards
were doing in the back office to his innocent wife.
Joe was enjoying the tension on Lanny's face at least as much as
he was enjoying showing off his power and control over the fool's
young wife.
Lanny strained to hear any sounds that might be coming from the
back office as he stared at the closed door. The other customers
had returned to looking at magazines and movies, taking their
time and hoping that they might get a chance to see more of the
little bride in the other room.
Susan walked into the back office in front of the black men with
her head down.
There were stacks of old magazines scattered around the room. A
large cluttered desk was to the left and a stained, overstuffed
sofa was against the other wall. A single 200 watt light bulb
hung from the ceiling in the center of the dirty room. A strong
musty odor filled Susan's nostrils as she heard the door slam
shut behind her.
The clerk pushed her towards the couch and told her to have a
seat.
Susan's eyes were wide with terror as she looked around the
filthy room and then over at the three leering black men.
"Well now sweet thing," drawled the black clerk, "it looks like
we got ourselves a little white play toy, don't it?"
"You gonna be nice to us like ole Joe told you? Or do we have to
call him in here to blister your little ass?"
"No! No, no please, just let me go back to my husband! Please
don't hurt me! Please, please!" the young wife broke into sobs.
"Please, take these things off of my wrists. Please, they hurt so
bad Please, I'm begging you."
"Well, tell you what missy, you do us a favor and my friends and
I will do you a favor. Ain't that right boys?"
"What favor, what do you want?" sobbed Susan.
"Well since you asked, stand up, pull up your shirt and show me
and my friends your pretty little white ass."
"No! No! I can't do that! No please, don't make me do that,
please," pleaded the trembling young wife.
"Okay, if that's the way you want it!" the clerk said. Then he
turned to one of his friends and said, "Go out and get Joe!"
"Please don't," Susan pleaded. Please, I can't take that any
more!" She was crying now, and almost hysterical.
"When then from now on, when I tell you to jump, you had best ask
how high, you got that straight honey? Next time I'll get ole Joe
in here with his belt and my friends and I will just enjoy the
show. And then you will end up doing what we tell you to do
anyway! You got that you stupid white bitch? Answer me!!"
"Yes," Susan said through her tears, nodding her head in defeat.
"Good, now get up and show us your cute little ass!"
Susan's mind was reeling as she slowly struggled to her feet,
with great difficulty because of the handcuffs. She turned her
back to the three men. She reached her cuffed hands down to the
hem of her silk night shirt, swallowed hard, and lifted the
material up high, showing her bare ass to the men.
They let out a low whistle as she obediently held her position.
"Nice little white ass you got there honey. Move it around a
little for us."
Susan wasn't sure what they wanted her to do, but she did her
best to move her rear end a little, twitching it from side to
side.
"There now," the clerk asked her, "that was easy wasn't it? Boys,
I think she will be a good little girl if we take the cuffs off,
won't you bitch?"
"Please, yes, I will, I'll be good. Please take them off,
please," sobbed the frightened wife.
The clerk opened one of the desk drawers and removed a key. He
walked up behind the exposed wife, but just before he unlocked
the cuffs he rubbed his hand lightly across her ass cheeks and
gave her two hard slaps, just to remind her that she would do
exactly what he told her.
She let out a gasp from the sharp contact of the clerks hand but
remained in place as she was told. Susan dropped her hem as she
rubbed her sore wrists when they were finally freed from the
restraints that had held them. She slumped to the couch again,
sitting and rubbing her sore wrists.
"Hey honey, I didn't tell you to sit down now did I?" the clerk
hissed at the young wife. "Joe told us to be sure to have you
pose for us and show us your cute little shaved pussy."
Showing off Susan by Doc, Chapter Eight

Out front in the store, Joe and his friends made sure the young
husband was occupied looking at bondage gear and dirty pictures.
Every time Lanny would try to get up to find his little wife, Joe
would tell him to stay put and have another drink. Lanny was so
drunk that he had lost the ability to keep control of the game he
was playing with his modest little wife.
The older Joe, on the other hand, was calling the shots and in
complete control of the game and taking full advantage of the
drugged young wife. Lanny was still conscious, still somewhat
aware, but he would not soon be coming to his wife's assistance.
Joe had gotten to know the black porn shop clerk over the last
few months from his many visits to buy "jerk off" material. They
had often talked about getting a white girl to play with and even
make a video of her taking on a bunch of black guys all at one
time.
When this naive young couple walked into the club earlier that
evening, Joe couldn't believe his luck. When he saw Susan in her
apparent drunken condition, Joe had his own idea of fun with the
young wife. Her husband clearly liked to show her off and could
be talked into almost anything as long as Joe made him feel
important with the group of guys.
Back at the club, Lanny had let it slip that he had given Susan a
drug so she wouldn't be able to stop him from having a little fun
with her that night in the strange town. He had even showed him
the envelope of capsules and the description of the effects.
Lanny confessed that he just wanted to make her do what he wanted
and not remember anything the next morning. Joe had lied to the
young husband and told him that he was an auxiliary deputy
sheriff and the drug was illegal to even possess. He told him
that both he and Susan would do serious jail time if anyone found
out about it.
Joe enjoyed the shock on Lanny's face when he joked that he may
have to report him and Susan to the police. Joe quickly saw his
opportunity to take advantage of this weak husband and his
gorgeous young unsuspecting wife. When Lanny begged him not to
report them, Joe told him if he would do him a few favors he
would do the same. He didn't mention to Lanny that, before they
left the club with his wife, he had the bartender shoot a couple
pictures of Susan in the booth with the guys feeling her tits.
These pictures may come in handy later, and if not, they would
still make great souvenirs.
Joe had always gotten off imagining in his mind that an innocent
young white lady was the plaything for a group of horny black
studs. In his fantasy, she would be a pure, unsuspecting rich
girl that had too much to drink. Joe knew the black clerk and his
friends would be happy to help him out. That's why Joe was so
damned excited about bringing Susan to the porn shop to let his
black friend get a look at her. If he played his cards just
right, he just might have found the perfect girl to star in his
production.
Susan had been in the back office with the three black men for
several minutes when Lanny insisted they go bring her back.
"I'll go get her," Joe finally said, "you guys stay here with
Lanny.
Joe walked into the back office and closed the door. There was
Susan sitting on the dirty couch, hands folded in her lap, while
the three black men were coaxing her to take off her nightshirt.
Joe could tell that she was still feeling the effects of the drug
and was barely able to keep her eyes open. The clerk was waving
the big black dildo in her face and laughing with his friends.
"What's taking you boys so long?" asked Joe as he walked over and
sat beside the young wife.
"She's kinda shy about showing us her goodies," laughed the
clerk.
"Is that right honey?" Joe asked as he put his arm around Susan's
shoulder and pulled her close to him. She didn't pull away. Even
though she was disgusted by Joe, he at least seemed like less of
a threat to her than the leering black men.
"You got these nice boys all hot and horny, sweetheart," Joe
teased as he gently shook her. "Maybe if we just show them your
titties they will be satisfied," he whispered in her ear.
"How about it guys, if she shows you her jugs will you get rid of
that nasty rubber cock?" grinned Joe as he slipped his hand down
and cupped her right breast.
"Sure enough man," said the excited clerk.
Joe started to unbutton the front of her nightshirt saying,
"Let's give em a quick peek, then we can go find your husband.
Okay?"
In her semi-conscious state the young bride knew that it wasn't
okay, but she didn't object as the grinning mechanic opened the
top five buttons and gently pulled the material aside to expose
both of Susan's bare tits to the three men.
"Hot damn, look at them fuckin melons!" exclaimed one of the
guys.
"Look how hard her nipples get guys," Joe said, and he started
tweaking them with his fingers to show his three black friends
how hard he could make them.
That brought Susan's eyes open and she tried to push his hands
away from pinching her swelling nipples.
"Oh yeah, she sure likes having her nipples played with," laughed
Joe as he invited the three guys to see how far they could make
her hard nipples stick out.
While Joe held the squirming young wife's arms down, the three
horny black men fondled her swaying tits, pinching and sucking on
her tender nipples.
"Enough, enough guys," laughed Joe, after several minutes. "You
are going to suck them damn things clean off her!"
Susan's chest was heaving and now she was pleading softly for
them to stop.
"I'll bet if you give the boys a little peek at your bare pussy
they would promise to not touch you anymore," Joe said winking at
the black clerk.
"Not down there, please, please let me go find Lanny?" sobbed the
confused wife.
"We will go find your husband and leave as soon as you show the
boys how cute your shaved pussy looks. Okay, do we have a deal
honey?" Joe urged as he started to open the remaining buttons on
the front of her nightshirt.
She had still not forgotten the utter humiliation of letting
these dirty black strangers see her bare bottom, it had been just
too awful to imagine. Now her breasts were exposed and Joe wanted
her to show them her most private place. With all her pubic hair
shaved off, every detail of her genitals would be exposed for
these perverts to see!
"Don't let them touch me. Please, please mister," she mumbled.
"Don't let them touch me down there. I couldn't stand it, please
not there." she sobbed.
Joe continued to reassure the young wife that these nice men
wouldn't touch her any more as he pulled her nightshirt off her
shoulders and threw it on the back of the couch.
The trembling young bride sat naked on the soiled couch as the
black clerk gave a low whistle. Joe was still sitting beside her
with his right arm around her shoulders. Susan sat motionless
trying to preserve as much of her modesty as possible. She kept
mumbling to Joe, asking him if she could leave now. She
desperately wanted to go find her husband.
"If you want to leave you'll have to give the guys a better look
at that hot little pussy of yours like you promised. Open your
legs so they can see you better!" he ordered.
Susan's eyes dropped as she obeyed Joe's instructions and parted
her knees slightly. The three black men crowded in close on their
knees and jostled each other, vying for the best viewpoint to see
her freshly shaved cunt in the brightly lit room.
"Spread those legs wider!" demanded Joe, "Spread um wide open and
hold them that way."
The drugged young wife closed her eyes and forced her tanned legs
wide as Joe laid her back helping her scoot her gaping pussy to
the edge of the couch.
"That's a good girl," smiled Joe. "Now pull your pretty knees
back up and hold them against your chest and hold that pose for
the guys."
The three black men had never seen such a delicious bald pussy so
obscenely displayed. Susan's delicate pussy lips were parted and
the moist, pink flesh inside was peeking out from within. The
tip of the young wife's clit was on display, nestled in its
sheath of quivering soft feminine flesh with just a hint of
clinging moisture.
In this obscene position, Susan's small crinkled asshole could
even be seen as it winked out at the men.
Each man looked at the spread open charms of the innocent young
wife, admiring every detail while thinking what it would be like
to fill all of her holes with their hard black cocks. While
crouched between her spread legs, each man could see past her
open pussy to her luscious tits and beyond to her sweet, innocent
face.
"Let's let the boys pull your pussy lips open so they can smell
how sweet you are inside," teased Joe as he reached down and
rolled a nipple between his fingers. "You don't mind letting your
new friends smell your little white pussy do you honey?"
"No! No, please, please, no more, oh god no, I can't!" she
moaned.
"It sounds to me like she wants you boys to smell her pussy real
good and see if white meat smells different than black meat,"
joked Joe.
The black clerk knelt between Susan's spread legs and slowly ran
his dirty index finger up and down her slit. Then, holding the
young wife's pussy open with his fingers, he pushed his nose
inside Susan's open cunt for a good sniff.
"This little babe smells like a rose garden," laughed the clerk
as he went back for more.
"Shall we let him have a taste of your sweet pussy too
sweetheart?" Joe teased as he rolled both of Susan's nipples
harder between his fingers.
Susan only moaned and breathed faster as her drugged mind started
to betray her. The clerk didn't wait for her response; he ran his
long pink tongue up and down along her gaping slit. He closed
his big lips over the bride's clit and sucked it inside his mouth
with a slurping sound.
The tormented wife let out a gasp as she squirmed under the
clerk's sucking mouth.
"Judging by the way she is wiggling around, I have to believe
that she enjoys having her pussy licked and sucked by her new
friends," laughed Joe.
While the clerk was eating Susan's sweet young pussy, his two
black friends started playing with Susan's tits and pinching her
swollen nipples.
Joe got up and walked over to the cluttered desk and watched the
hot action on the couch.
His greatest fantasy was coming true. He stared in fascination as
the three low life black bastards tormented the sweet innocent
young wife spread naked on a dirty couch in the back room of a
porn shop.
Little Susan was squirming and squealing as they took turns
sucking and licking out her dripping pussy. While the other two
helped her hold her legs wide and played with her jiggling tits
and nipples, the other black creep's head was between her legs
slobbering up and down her hairless slit until she let out short
squeals and shuddered to repeated orgasms.
Joe watched with fascination as the three black men made a game
of seeing who could get her off quicker using their fingers and
tongue. The meanest looking of the two black friends of the
clerk was covered with tattoos and sported a short ratty beard.
He would suck her clit between his scarred lips until it stood
out erect, then scrape it with his dirty fingernail while finger
fucking her to orgasm with two of his large black fingers.
His other friends hooted with laughter watching her squirm while
he tickled the young bride's defenseless asshole with the tip of
his dirty finger. Susan would go wild, bucking and squirming as
the grinning black pervert spit on his finger and wormed it deep
into her virgin rectum. He especially liked to lick Susan's
puckered little asshole while he roughly flicked her enlarged
clit back and forth with his finger. With the other two guys
sucking on her nipples, the young wife would get off in less than
a minute.
The three black thugs really laughed when they discovered that if
they pushed their tongue or a finger into Susan's little asshole
just as she was ready to cum, she would shudder longer and squeal
like a little pig.
Joe picked up a digital camera lying on the desk and started
taking as many incriminating pictures as he could of Susan just
as she was moaning through each forced, unwilling orgasm. He was
sure that the pictures would come in handy later. He was
extremely sorry that he did not have a movie camera handy.

As far as I can tell, this is where the story stopped. I could
find no Chapter Nine. I did a lot of editing of the first eight
chapters, but from this point on, for better or worse, the story
is mine. If the original author is still out there, I hope you
don't mind.

Chapter Nine

Joe wasn't sure just how far he had expected the three men to go
when he had turned Susan over to them. He had certainly egged
them on. He watched as the clerk started unfastening his pants
and he knew that they would all take her now. He was almost as
excited watching them as he would have been if he were about to
fuck her. But he was a patient man. He knew that he would get his
turn. His biggest regret was that the innocent young wife's
foolish husband was not in the room and being made to watch. But
he was sure that that would happen soon, too.
At first, Susan was unaware of what was going on around her. She
knew that she was naked and being assaulted by three strange
black men, she knew that they had full access to her body now,
but she had her eyes closed and when the clerk's large black cock
started to penetrate her she wasn't sure at first that it was not
just another finger, or tongue, or even a nose.
But as her pussy started to stretch wider than it had ever been
stretched before, and she finally realized that what she felt was
the penetration of a large object, she first suspected that it
was the large fake penis that they had brought into the office
with them.
Her eyes opened to see the clerk, grinning down at her lewdly and
slowly sliding his cock into her hot, wet hole. His friends were
sitting on either side of her now and they continued to play with
her breasts and hold her legs spread wide, leaving her so
vulnerable to the largest penis she had ever seen.
Well, she had only seen one other, Lanny's. But the one that was
being forced into her now was nearly as large as the fake one
that she had been molested with earlier!
She screamed at him to take it out and she struggled violently.
But all to no avail. They laughed at her feeble attempts and
ignored them as the clerk continued to sink his cock into her
tight hole, far beyond anything she had imagined possible.
Certainly far beyond anything that Lanny was capable of!
Joe and the clerk's two friends were staring in fascination as
the large black cock slowly bottomed out in the young woman's
tightly stretched pussy. They could see how unaccustomed she was
to such a large object penetrating her body. The sides of her
pussy were stretched taught around the impossibly large cock.
The clerk left his cock buried in her for a minute, savoring the
heat and the tightness of the young wife's body, and enjoying her
pleas, her constant begging to take it out, to let her go. He
thought that he might cum without moving if he waited much
longer. But he didn't want that. He wanted to fuck this beautiful
piece of ass violently. He wanted her to know that she had been
fucked by a black man.
He started to withdraw his cock from her hole and she stopped
pleading, watching in horror as inch after inch of his long black
meat slipped from her hole, thinking surely that he had come to
his senses and the rape was over.
And then she screamed again as he thrust his hips forward and
rammed his huge cock forcefully back into her tender pussy. She
struggled again to get free. She tried to ignore the obscene
remarks of the clerk and his friends, and she tried to ignore the
implication that she would not leave this room until she had
satisfied them all!
The clerk began thrusting steadily into her tortured pussy, and
as he moved in and out of her, one of his two friends began to
tease her clit while the other teased her nipples and, to her
dismay, she found herself becoming highly aroused. As the violent
fucking continued she realized that she was getting closer and
closer to a huge orgasm.
Joe saw it coming too, and he came close and started getting a
lot of good close-up pictures of Susan as she approached and then
shuddered through one of the best orgasms that she had ever had.
As soon as she realized what had happened she dissolved back into
tears. She had just had a massive orgasm at the hands of three
black men. She didn't even know their names! She collapsed in
surrender as the clerk thrust into her several more times and
then he stiffened up and she realized that he was filling her
with his hot cum. He was only the second man in her life to have
an orgasm in her body, and she didn't even know who he was.
She closed her eyes again and ignored the men as they changed
places. When she looked up again she saw that the man that was in
her now was the large ugly one with the scraggly beard. He was
leering down at her, enjoying the hell out of her tears and her
horror at the way her body was being used by them. It was so much
more pleasurable for him and for his two friends than if she was
a willing participant.
The second man lasted much longer and before he came she felt
herself building up to another orgasm, no matter how hard she
fought it. But just to make sure, the clerk and the other man
continued to toy with her body, pinching and twisting her nipples
and her clit until she started thrusting back up at the man that
was using her.
And as she felt herself surrendering again, she saw Joe taking
more pictures, close-ups of the lust on her face and the flush of
excitement that spread down from her face to her neck and her
chest, and she saw the look on his face as he moved around them,
and that look of absolute pleasure that he was taking from her
torment. And she saw loathing, as though he hated her for her
looks and her upbringing, things over which she had not had any
control, and suddenly the impact of the camera swept over her.
Those were the most disgusting, and the most damaging pictures a
young woman in her position could possibly have taken.
But she was past struggling now. Her struggles so far had earned
her only a whipping. She knew that she would lose in any struggle
with these four strong men. She simply closed her eyes again,
turned her head, and tried to make believe that this was all a
bad dream. But even in her dream she responded to the men that
were tormenting her body and she came again, just before the
second man filled her with yet another load of his horrible white
cum.
He pulled out, finally, and changed places with the third man.
There was a pause and she looked up just as he approached her
with an old rag and wiped her crotch with it, removing the most
obvious signs of her first two rapes. And then it started again.

Joe took more pictures, but he was interrupted by a knock on the
office door. Her rape continued as Joe went to the door and
opened it wide. Chet was there and whispered something to him.
Joe handed Chet something and whispered back. Then he closed the
door and resumed taking pictures.
A couple of minutes later the door opened and Chet and Henry,
holding Lanny between them in a firm grip, came in and pushed
Lanny to his knees near the three black men and the woman they
were raping, his wife.
Chet said, "Willy is keeping his eye on the front." Then they all
concentrated on the rape in progress.
Lanny struggled briefly, but before being pulled into the office
to watch his wife being raped, Chet had forced one of the Mexican
pills down his throat and washed it down with more alcohol. Now
he could see what was happening to his wife, but was powerless to
interfere.
Joe got several good pictures of Lanny and Susan staring at each
other in horror. Lanny had been released and was no longer being
held, but he was so out of it that he didn't even realize that he
was no longer being held.
Susan was either too much in shock at having Lanny in the room,
or too exhausted to have an orgasm with the third man, but he
didn't really give a damn. Even thirds in this beautiful young
bitch's hot cunt were fantastic! He was soon filling her with the
third blast of cum that evening. She hardly even noticed, but he
enjoyed the hell out of it.
They let Susan rest, finally. The three black men stood up, still
naked from the waist down and totally unselfconscious about the
large, slime covered male appendages hanging down in front of
them.
Joe gathered them together away from the others in the room and
spoke quietly to them. There was some quiet talking, some obvious
refusals to go along with something by the black men, but after
some fast talking by Joe, the blacks chuckled and nodded and
murmured their assent.
They then moved back to where Susan and Lanny were both being
held. The black men gathered around Lanny and he was so out of it
that he didn't even realize how ominous the gathering was.
The black clerk moved to Lanny's side and, using his fingers to
force Lanny's mouth open and, with some difficulty, slid his
slimy cock into Lanny's mouth long enough to allow Joe to get a
picture.
Susan was pulled to her knees so that she could be in the picture
and the second man repeated the process, except that this time,
they placed Susan's hand on the cock, so that the picture looked
like she was feeding the cock to her husband.
The third man then took his turn, but this time, after his cock
was seated firmly in Lanny's mouth, Susan was pulled closer and
her lips were forced around the base of the man's cock.
Lanny didn't even seem to know what was happening, but Susan did
and she looked like she was going to be sick, but not in the
picture. Joe looked into the view screen on the camera and looked
at the last few shots and he was laughing and showing them around
to everyone. They were apparently just what he wanted.
The men started to dress, and Chet pulled Joe aside and asked him
a question, he looked worried about something. But his face lit
up at Joe's response and he looked at Henry and nodded, which
seemed to brighten Henry's day as well.
Joe shook hands with the three black men and he instructed Chet
and Henry to take Lanny back out front. Then he grabbed the rag
that had been used to clean Susan earlier and handed it to her
and told her to wipe off her pussy. When she had cleaned herself
satisfactorily, he took her by the hand, grabbed her little blue
nightshirt, and pulled her back out into the store, naked.
The other customers had been watching for her return, and it had
been well worth the wait. They gathered around and watched Susan
being pulled through the room, her face so red that it seemed to
glow with her embarrassment.
The clerk returned to his counter and watched as Joe and his
three friends escorted Susan and pretty much carried Lanny
outside, much to the disappointment of the crowd that had waited
so long to see her come out.

Chapter Ten

Joe and his friends escorted the helpless young couple back to
their room, walking at a leisurely pace across the parking lot to
the accompaniment of blasting horns from passing cars, a comment
on the beautiful, naked young woman in their midst.
They split up at the door to the room. Joe went inside with Susan
and gathered up their belongings. Then they left in Joe's car.
All four men and Lanny and Susan pulled up outside of a small,
rundown trailer in a disreputable looking trailer park on the
edge of town.
They all went inside and while Henry and Chet struggled to
undress Lanny, Susan was pushed onto a dirty couch and ordered
not to move.
Joe and Willy went into one of the back rooms and came back after
a few minutes with a twin bed that they had disassembled and
started putting it back together in the middle of the messy
living room.
The two men working with Lanny, half dragged, half carried him to
the bathroom and then brought him back and put him in a straight
chair and sat him down. He still seemed oblivious, and judging by
how long it had taken Susan to start coming around, he would
probably be that way for several more hours. But no one really
cared about Lanny. Still, to avoid any future ugliness, they used
the rope that Joe provided to secure him to the chair, with a
good view of the bed where his wife would be entertaining them.
While Willy finished putting up the twin bed in the middle of the
floor, Joe gathered up his dirty clothes and took them to the
back room. He picked up some of the empty bottles and cans and
the empty plates and carried them out to the kitchen.
By the time he was finished straightening up, so to speak, the
bed was assembled. The small, nasty, smelly trailer was an old
single-wide, and there was only just enough room to get around
the bed on either side.
Susan was staring down at it, only inches from her knees, with a
vacant look in her eyes. She was aware, she knew that the rapes
were about to start again. And she knew that there was nothing
that she could do to stop them.
Joe didn't bother with sheets. He spread an old towel out on the
already nasty, stained mattress and handed the camera he had
brought with him from the adult book store to Chet. He had put a
new memory card in it and it should be good for as long as these
horny old men could last.
He stood near Susan then, as he slowly undressed and talked to
her quietly. "You beautiful bitch," he said. "I have been waiting
all night to fuck you. I hated to let those other men fuck you
first, but in the end it will work out for the best. I think you
still have a few good fucks left in that sweet pussy of yours
though."
"And if you don't," he continued, "Lanny mentioned that your
mouth and your ass are still virgin territory. But don't worry;
they won't be when you leave here. I am going to fuck every hole
in your gorgeous body by the time we let you leave her Sunday
night. My friends and I are going to enjoy you all night and all
day. And it is going to be a real learning experience for you
sweetheart.
Susan heard the words, but she had her head averted. She didn't
want to see this ugly old man naked. She didn't want to be here
at all, and now that the pills were starting to wear off, she was
starting to realize that she didn't even realize where she was.
Joe leaned over and helped her up and hugged her small, beautiful
body to his big, fat hairy one. His cock was already hard and she
felt it rubbing against her stomach, almost up to her breasts. He
tried to kiss her, and she didn't fight him, but she didn't kiss
him back. He really didn't care though. The feel of her naked
body against his was so fucking hot. He couldn't wait any
longer.
He pushed her onto the bed on her back and since the word
foreplay was not really in his vocabulary, he got on his knees
between her legs and stared down at her for just a moment before
falling on her and after struggling for a moment to find the
entrance to her beautiful, tight, freshly shaved pussy, he felt
the head of his cock slip in. He felt the heat of her body on his
cock and in one violent push he buried his cock in her.
His cock was not especially long, maybe seven inches, but it was
fat and his sudden, brutal entry into her body nearly knocked the
wind out of her as drove his cock into her.
Susan opened her eyes when she heard a noise beside her and saw
the camera recording her degradation again. She closed her eyes
and turned her head in the other direction and then just lay
there and let Joe use her body to satisfy his lust.
It had been a long evening of teasing and terrorizing her and he
was very excited. He didn't last long. But still, it felt
wonderful, and there would be many more chances before she was
released. And he was hoping there would be many more
opportunities after that as well.
Joe waited until his cock was soft and then he pulled out of her
and stood up. He watched as, one by one, his three friends each
took a turn in her pussy. She showed almost no reaction to their
violent fucking, but they didn't care, she was without question
the most beautiful woman that any of them had fucked in their
entire lives, and the youngest in decades. They loved every
minute of it.
While Joe's friends were fucking Lanny's wife, Joe was talking
quietly to him, trying to get through to him what was happening
to his wife because of him. He was sorry now that he had decided
to drug Lanny. He would have much preferred to get his reactions
to his wife's gang rape. But he didn't want to be seen by anyone
in the parking lot when they left the motel, or by anyone in his
trailer park, with a struggling young couple. This way there
would be no one to testify that they had not gone willingly to
his place to fuck.
Lanny may not have known what was going on, but Susan was totally
aware now. Each of the three fat, old, smelly men used her
roughly, mauling her young, sensitive body as they pumped up and
down on top of her and added their sperm to the three loads that
had been deposited by the three black men earlier at the book
store.
When the last of the men had fucked Susan, she was sent to the
clean up. She stopped at the bathroom door and looked in. It was
the nastiest bathroom that she had ever seen in her life. But
then, did it really matter now?
She went in and sat on the filthy toilet and let the seven loads
of cum drain out of her. Then she moved to the sink and used the
cleanest of several nasty wash cloths to clean her crotch and her
thighs, and then a nasty towel to dry herself with. She tried not
to look at herself in the mirror, or to think too much about what
had happened to her, what little she could remember of it,
tonight.
She didn't remember how she and Lanny had come to be with these
men, or what had happened to her pubic hair, or why they had gone
to a country music club and she wasn't even sure what town she
was in. She remembered going with him to Newton, but everything
that had happened from the time she had eaten dinner until she
had finally started to become aware of her surroundings just
before they had left the loud club tonight was gone from her
memory. Her first memory after dinner was of sitting between two
mean, ugly, old men in the smoke filled club and being tickled,
and then groped by both men.
And then, as she was standing there staring off into space in the
bathroom, she suddenly remembered that motel room, and being
undressed and whipped and finally shaved by those men. Bits of
memory were coming back to her now, slowly. And she was shivering
in horror at the memories that were seeping slowly back into her
mind.
She was brought back to the present by a course voice from the
living room calling her.
"Hey bitch!" Joe called out. "Did you fall in? Get your pretty
little ass back out here."
Susan stepped back out into the narrow hallway and looked around.
She saw that there was nowhere else to go but back into the
living room. There was no other exit door. She walked slowly down
the short hallway back to the living room and stood staring down
at the small bed which was taking up nearly the entire room. It
was now an entire room that was dedicated to raping her. And
everywhere she looked was a naked man.
Joe looked at her as she stopped in the doorway and said, "It
took you long enough, bitch. Get over here; it's time for your
next lesson."
Susan sighed deeply; she knew that this brutal man would be happy
to have her refuse so that he could take his belt to her ass
again. She moved over and stood in front of Joe and waited for
the next degrading act.
She didn't have long to wait. Joe grabbed her arm and pulled her
to her knees in front of him. He looked down at her beautiful
young face and said, "Your stupid husband tells me that you
absolutely refuse to suck his cock. I have a very low opinion of
your husband, of course. But I am going to do him a favor,
because every woman should be a good cocksucker. So you are going
to get your first lessons in sucking cock tonight. I am a decent
guy, so I don't expect you to be a perfect cocksucker right away.
But we have all day Sunday to practice."
"Now I want you to examine my cock for a while, touch it, look at
it, and really get to know it."
Susan shuddered in revulsion. She finally stopped averting her
eyes and looked at his slimy, cum encrusted cock, hanging limply
between his wide spread thighs. She groaned and looked at his
face, intending to plead with him. She just didn't think that she
could actually touch him. Not there.
What Lanny had told him had been the truth. She had never sucked
his cock. She had, in fact, never touched one with her hands
until tonight at the book store when one of the black men had
grabbed her hand and forced it around his for a picture. Oh god,
that picture! She had forgotten!
Joe saw her struggling mentally with the task he had given her.
He enjoyed her suffering though, and didn't hurry her. His three
friends were sitting nearby, watching closely as the beautiful,
naked young housewife looked down at the limp dick in front of
her, still covered in dried remnants from their first fuck,
nearly an hour ago.
She looked back up at Joe and asked, "Couldn't you please wash it
first?"
"Sweetheart," Joe said, as if explaining something to a young
child, "that is what you are going to do with your pretty little
mouth."
Joe watched as the tears started again and he fought to keep his
cock from getting hard again at the sight. He wanted her to get
him hard with her mouth.
He watched as she reached one hand out and grasped his soft cock
gingerly between her fingertips and lifted it slightly. He
chuckled as he watched. She looked like she might look if she
were being forced to pick up a dog turd in her hands!
She looked at his soft, wrinkled penis and moved it around. The
fluids from when he had fucked her earlier had dried on his cock
and balls and his thighs. The smell was horrible, though she
suspected that the smell would have been terrible even if he had
not just had sex with her. He did not seem to be a person with a
high regard for personal hygiene.
She examined his cock as he had ordered. She lifted it and moved
it around. It was every bit as ugly as she knew that it would be.
She had never gotten more than a quick glance at her husband's,
but it was obvious that this one was much fatter. She looked it
over as Joe had ordered, and then she moved her fingertips over
it. She was afraid of it and didn't really know how to touch it.
She didn't know what Joe expected from her.
He got tired of waiting for her to get better acquainted on her
own and he showed her how to hold it in her hand and how to use
her hand to please him. When she had that right, he pulled her
head close and ordered her to lick him, starting with his balls,
which seemed to be the source of a powerful stench that was
filling her nostrils and making her feel like she was going to be
sick.
She started to gag uncontrollably, much to the amusement of the
four men who were enjoying her suffering. Joe suddenly drew his
hand back and slapped her so hard that she was knocked back
against the bed behind her.
Then he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back into place
and waited for her to obey him. With tears streaming down her
cheeks she took a deep breath and leaned forward. She ran her
tongue over his sweaty balls and then drew back quickly, gasping
for air. The taste was just as sour as the smell!
She heard the laughter of the dirty old men that surrounded her
and she could not understand how people could be so cruel. She
had never in her life treated anyone the way that they were
taking such pleasure in treating her.
Susan took another deep breath and this time she managed several
strokes across his nasty balls with her tongue. She drew back and
gagged several times as her lungs struggled for more breathable
air.
She went on like that for a very long time, until she had finally
cleaned him with her tongue, at least enough that the odor was no
longer overpowering. She was now able to breathe with her face in
his crotch and she continued to bath his balls with her tongue,
all the while his fat cock was dangling down and resting against
her cheek or her forehead as she worked.
"Okay," Joe said, finally. "That's enough, now start licking my
cock. Get it nice and clean and it won't taste so bad when you
finally start sucking on it."
Susan lifted the man's growing cock in her fingers again and
started licking. As she worked she became aware of the camera
coming in for more close-ups of her tongue moving over the
horrible man's smelly cock. She tried not to think about where
these pictures would end up and who would see them.
Susan licked where directed by Joe and finally she was ordered to
take his still only half hard cock into her mouth and work her
lips down as far as she possibly could.
This was something that she had always refused to do for Lanny.
But in the last few hours she had been forced to do a lot of
things she would never have done of her own free will. Even a
half an hour ago she would have gagged at the very idea of taking
a cock into her mouth. She was still sickened at the prospect.
But she had no choice.
She opened her mouth and as she guided her lips down over the tip
of Joe's cock he warned her to watch her teeth. If she hurt him
she would get the belt again.
She moved her lips slowly down over his shaft as he watched with
something between awe that such a beautiful young woman would
take his cock into her mouth, and amusement at how horrible the
experience was for her. That, as much as the stimulation from her
mouth was starting to have the desired affect on him.
He was older now, and he was not nearly as virile as he had been
twenty years ago. He had been drinking a lot tonight. He was
tired and he had had an orgasm only an hour ago. He didn't really
expect to be recuperating this quickly, but watching his cock
disappear into Susan's mouth was really starting to do it for
him.
Susan felt his cock twitching and beginning to grow in her mouth
and it terrified her. It was already much more than a mouthful
and she couldn't imagine how she was going to accommodate him
when it was erect.
But she need not have worried. He was right there to tell her
what to do. Soon she was moving her mouth up and down on his
fully hardened shaft and moving her hands up and down that
portion that would not fit into her mouth.
Joe watched her work for a long time before announcing that he
would be cumming again soon, and that he wanted her to hold his
cum in her mouth until he was finished. He wanted to see it
before she swallowed it.
At this point, Susan was beyond shock and continued to work on
Joe's cock as he instructed her until he grabbed her head and
held it tight to his big beer belly and she felt her mouth fill
up with his hot, bitter cum.
She would have moved her head away if he had not been holding
her. The bitter fluid was making her gag again. She was certain
that she was about to throw up all over him. But as soon as his
cock came free he reached down and grabbed both of her nipples
and squeezed so hard that she forgot all about the mouthful of
cum and how she had gotten it. Her back straightened out and she
grabbed his wrists and held him, unable to pull his hands away.
She looked up at him and he was smiling and after a moment he
said, "See, it was all in your mind. Now that you have something
else to think about you aren't gagging at all, are you?"
She couldn't respond of course, her mouth was still full of cum.
She groaned and nodded.
He lightened his grip on her nipples and said, "Okay, open your
mouth, I want to see it."
She opened her mouth and showed him the small puddle of cum and
he smiled and ordered her to spread it around her mouth with her
tongue.
She obeyed, and after a watching her for a moment he graciously
allowed her to swallow.
He finally released her nipples and she sat back on her heels,
thankful that the ordeal was over. But she was reminded that her
ordeal was not over, it was just beginning.
Willy, who was sitting beside them and had been watching the
entire show avidly, reached over and grabbed Susan's nipple and,
using it to control her, he pulled her over between his legs and
it started all over again.
Willy had a more normally sized cock, and she was thankful for
that, but he had spent the day at work and his sweaty crotch was
just as bad as Joe's had been, if not worse. And he wanted
exactly the same services, the ball washing and the cock licking
and finally the blowjob.
It had been easier this time, with Willy's cock which was not
nearly so fat. It had been easy at first anyway. Willy watched
her work, just like Joe had. But near the end, when his orgasm
was approaching, Willy started trying to force more and more of
his cock into her mouth.
Susan was thrashing about with her arms and trying to pull away,
but it was as if he didn't even notice. Just as he was about to
cum he pulled firmly, one last time and he went right over the
top when his cock suddenly broke through her resistance and shot
right down her throat!
She continued to struggle as he ejaculated right down her throat,
totally ignoring her struggles.
He continued to hold her like that as his cock slowly went soft.
Susan didn't quit struggling until she suddenly realized that she
was able to breathe. It wasn't until she stropped struggling that
she started hearing the obscene comments from the others.
She could tell how excited they were that he had been able to
force himself into her throat, and she was terrified as she came
to realize that they all intended to make her to the same thing
to them when it was their turn.
Two more, she told herself. I have to do it two more times. Maybe
then they will let me rest.
Joe picked up the camera again as Chet took the seat he had just
vacated and grabbed Susan's nipple and pulled her over in front
of him.
She didn't wait to be told what to do. She knew what was
expected. Her jaw was sore and now her throat was sore, her neck
and back were getting sore from the uncomfortable position she
was being kept in, and her knees hurt from kneeling on the filthy
floor all this time. But nobody cared about her. They only cared
about what she could do for them, or what they could do to her.
She was relieved to find that, while she wouldn't say he was
fresh as a daisy, Chet was much cleaner than the first two men
had been. The smell and the taste were both more bearable. She
licked his balls and his nasty cock, and although they were still
covered in the dried fluids from their recent rape, he at least
did not seem to reek from days without bathing.
Chet let her do what she had learned was her job from the first
two men, but half way through, Joe told her to start taking his
cock down her throat on every stroke. The four men watched her
struggle to take Chet's cock, which was slightly smaller than
Willy's had been, down her throat on her down strokes.
She couldn't do it at first but Chet reached up and gripped her
head between his large hands and started forcing his cock down
her throat at the end of every stroke. After he had forced her
for a few minutes he let go of her and she continued on her own.
The pain was horrible, not to mention the humiliation. But she
knew that they could make the pain a lot worse, and in fact would
enjoy doing it.
Chet came soon after he relaxed and sat back to watch his cock
disappearing down her throat on every stroke. She felt him start
to cum and she held her lips stretched tight around the base of
his cock, letting his cum shoot straight down her throat. At
least she didn't have to taste the horrible stuff.
That left just Henry to satisfy. Chet stood up and went to the
kitchen and got the men all a beer while Henry sat down in front
of her. She was much less shy by this time and looked
appraisingly at Henry's half hard cock. It was about the same as
Chet's had been. About the same thickness and length, the only
difference was that it had a sharp bend to the right about half
way down.
Henry had apparently bathed recently too, so the only thing she
had to deal with, besides the repugnant task itself, was the
leavings from their recent fuck. She was either getting used to
it, or her senses were being numbed. Whatever the reason she had
soon licked him clean and was taking his crooked cock down her
throat without even being forced to do so. She could feel the
sharp bend in his cock when he entered her throat, and it added
to the discomfort, but it was just something else she had to deal
with and she did it.
Henry was the hardest to bring back to erection though, and it
took him a very long time to cum in her throat. Susan was crying
and moaning from the pain all over her body by the time Henry
finally lifted his hips and shot the fourth load of cum down her
throat that evening. Or that morning rather, it must be very
early in the morning now.
Susan glanced around the room and saw a clock on the television.
She was not surprised to see that it was nearly three thirty in
the morning.
The men all sat around the room and sipped on a beer and talked
about how great a time they were having and what a fantastic fuck
and great cocksucker Susan was after just a little practice.
Susan tried to tune them out. She tried not to think at all. She
glanced at Lanny and saw that he was still only semi-conscious.
She wondered what the pill was that they had given him. And then
she wondered how they had given it to her. She did not yet know
that Lanny had drugged her and started all of this in motion. She
had been so out of it when it started that she thought that Lanny
was as much a victim as she was.
The men all finished their beers and Joe invited them to stay if
they wanted to. It was unlikely any of them would be able to get
it up anymore without a good nap, but just in case, he made it
clear that she would be on the bed and available if anyone wanted
to use her.
Joe got up and got a dog collar out of drawer and put it around
her neck. He fastened a short chain to it and wrapped the other
end of the chain around one of the legs of the bed. Then he
locked her in place with a small padlock at each end of the
chain.
He pushed her down onto the bed and told her that she had better
not try to get out. She couldn't carry her husband and if she
left him there then some unspecified but terrible fate would
befall him. He also warned her that if any of the men came to her
she had best do anything that she was ordered to do. He didn't
want her insulting his guests.
As horrible as everything that had happened to her had been, and
as traumatized as she was, Susan was exhausted and she fell
asleep as soon as her head touched the stained, smelly mattress.

Joe went back to his bedroom in the back of the small trailer and
his three friends stretched out wherever they could find room.
Lanny was left tied to his chair.
The men had been nearly as tired as Susan and no one bothered her
while she slept. She woke up before anyone else and had to go to
the bathroom very badly. But she was unable to leave the bed and
had to wait for Joe to set her free. She could hear the three men
around her on the floor snoring loudly, and she could see Lanny,
who now seemed to be sleeping normally, if not comfortably. He
was still tied to the chair.
She could see that it was a bright sunny day outside. She finally
remembered the clock and looked at the TV. It was after ten in
the morning. But she was in no hurry for the men to get up and
start all over again. She had been raped enough already to last
her a life time. And as she had that thought, the events that she
could remember from last night washed back over her and
traumatized her all over again.
She had been pretty much out of it last night when she was being
tormented at the club. And at the beginning of the time in the
motel room, most of that was just a blur. But as time passed in
the motel her memories became less hazy. She remembered being
forced to undress in front of the four men. She remembered being
whipped with a belt. And worst of all she remembered being placed
on her back on a table and having her pubic hair shaved, and then
being groped by the four men.
But that had just been the warm up. She had been given more
alcohol and there was another period when she didn't really
remember much. Her next recollection was being undressed in the
back office of the porn shop for the three black men, and then
being raped by each of them, after which she had been forced to
pose for obscene pictures with them. It had been the worst night
of her life, and it wasn't over yet.
She was just about to wake someone, much as she hated to, when
she heard Joe moving around in the back. She heard the toilet
flush and then he came out and looked around the room. She asked
for permission to go to the bathroom and he came over to her and
unlocked the leash that was keeping her on the bed.
When she was free she stood up and hurried to the bathroom. She
wasn't aware that Joe was right behind her until she tried to
close the door and he was standing there leering at her. It
didn't matter, she couldn't wait any longer and she hurried to
the toilet and sat down. She started peeing almost before her
butt hit the seat.
She had no recollection of being made to urinate into a sink in
the men's room of that club last night with five men watching
closely. As far as she knew, she had never gone to the bathroom
with someone in the room before and she was extremely
embarrassed. But she could not have stopped if she had wanted
to.
Joe didn't watch for long though. He walked into the room and
stood in front of her and pulled her face against his crotch. He
reached down and lifted his cock to her lips and said, "Here,
don't just sit there; work on that for a while."
She had known that it would start again, once the men woke up.
But knowing it didn't make it any easier. She opened her mouth
and took his soft cock inside. At least it wasn't as nasty as it
had been last night, she thought to herself.
She used her hands the way he had taught her and she took as much
of him into her mouth as she could. Joe's cock was twice as thick
as the ones she had taken into her throat last night and although
she tried, and Joe tried to force it, she just couldn't take him
down her throat. But she took much more of it into her mouth now,
and he had no choice but to settle. The down side was that,
unlike the other three, who had shot their slimy cum straight
down her throat, Joe filled her mouth and she had to taste it,
and swallow it.
Joe finally came and she swallowed, and when he stepped back she
wiped her pussy with toilet paper and then got up and washed her
hands at the nasty sink. As she was washing her hands she was
suddenly struck by how easy it had been to swallow Joe's sperm.
If he had not been trying to ram his oversized cock down her
throat she would have had little trouble sucking him off. She
didn't like the change in her.
There was a rush to the bathroom after they went out to the
living room. Susan was disappointed to find that she was to be
fastened to the bed again. She looked over and saw that Lanny was
finally awake and apparently aware.
He looked over in shock at her walking into the room naked and
being chained to the bed that took up the whole living room. He
looked very confused, as though he didn't know what was going on.
But then she remembered that he had been very drunk before they
drugged him last night. And a lot had happened since he had been
drugged.
Lanny started right out demanding to be released from his chair.
He started struggling to get loose when Joe ignored him. After
she was locked in place, Joe went over and stood in front of
Lanny and stared down at him in amusement.
Lanny screamed at Joe to let him, to let them both go,
immediately, or else.
Joe laughed and then, moving very fast for a fat old man, he
punched Lanny right in the stomach.
It looked like Lanny was going to vomit at first. He turned
white, then red and he gagged and fought for air. He also pissed
himself, much to Joe's amusement.
When he had calmed down, Joe said, "You stupid son of a bitch.
I'm glad you're awake. You have been missing a lot of the fun.
But don't worry; we took lots of pictures. Now the fun is about
to start again. If you don't make too much noise you can watch,
but if you start to get annoying I am going to have to gag you."
By that time the three other men had returned to the room and Joe
said, "I just got a nice blowjob in the bathroom. If you guys
want anything from the bitch you have about an hour. After that
she'll be busy for a while. So help yourselves to whatever you
want. Just leave her ass alone."
Henry was closest and he jumped on the bed and manhandled Susan
up onto her hands and knees. He turned to his friends and said,
"I'm going to fuck the bitch doggy style this time. If anyone
wants some head while I'm doing that, feel free to climb
aboard."
Lanny started yelling at them to leave her alone and struggling
with the ropes that bound him again. Joe turned and backhanded
him violently. Then he looked down at him and said quietly, "Last
warning boy. If you want to whine and beg, then feel free. I want
to hear that, but no yelling. And sit still god damn it. This is
an old trailer, your going to go right through the fucking
floor."
Susan started crying again. She wasn't even sure if she was
crying for Lanny or for herself.
Henry got back to what he was doing. She felt his fingers
exploring her pussy and she was aware of everyone watching as he
toyed with her and readied her to take his cock again.
While he was doing that, Willy got up on the bed and before Henry
even entered her, her mouth was being forced down over his cock.
It was easier this morning and she was soon taking his cock into
her throat. She tried not to hear Joe talking to Lanny off to the
side, telling him how grateful that he should be for the way they
had taught her to suck cock. She was a real pro cocksucker now
thanks to them.
Henry finally entered her pussy and at first it was just an
annoyance, but after a while it started feeling good to her, and
it made the blowjob that she was giving a little easier
She worked hard to get Willy off, not really putting any effort
into fucking Henry. So it wasn't long before Willy added another
load of hot cum to the loads they had put in her stomach last
night.
He held her face against his stomach while his cock softened and
Henry picked up the pace and soon she had another load of cum in
her pussy too.
Both men got off of her and Chet ordered her to turn over and lay
down. He got on top of her and pushed his already hard cock into
her now moist and very ready pussy. She was instantly reminded of
that sharp bend in his cock and it had an interesting effect on
her when he fucked her with it. She had not noticed it when he
had fucked her the first time last night. But now she did. And it
actually felt pretty good. It felt too good as it turned out.
She soon found herself building up to an orgasm. The last thing
that she wanted Lanny to see was her having an orgasm as she lay
getting fucked by another man. But she couldn't help it. The cock
in her pussy felt good. And the fog of sex was just irresistible.

She had sucked off two men this morning and been fucked once
already. She didn't want Lanny to see this, but she couldn't
resist. Soon she was holding onto Chet and thrusting her hips up
to meet his violent strokes. Just as she sensed that he was about
to cum she bit down on his shoulder to keep from crying out and
she came around that crooked dick in her pussy.
After Chet had cum in her he collapsed on top of her for a
minute. He whispered in her ear, "You sure are a good fuck,
bitch. I hope you are just as hot after everyone is through with
you and they turn you loose tonight. It would be a shame if that
pretty cunt got fucked up."
That was the second reference to whatever was going to happen to
her this afternoon. She was pretty nervous. She had thought that
she would be having sex with the four fat old men for the rest of
the day. Apparently that was not what she was going to have to
worry about.
After Chet got up, Joe removed the collar and pulled her to her
feet. He took her back to the bathroom and ordered her to take a
shower and get herself looking nice.
She asked him for a clean towel and he looked through the towels
strewn around the small room and sniffed at each of them and they
were all musty and they all stank. He shrugged and told her to
hang on. He left the room and came back in a few minutes with a
towel. It wasn't clean, but it was cleaner.
He pointed out his soap and a bottle of men's shampoo and she
asked for her purse. He nodded and she took a long, hot shower.
She needed it badly.
When she got out of the shower, her purse was on the sink
counter. She used his toothpaste to brush her teeth with her
finger. Then she brushed her hair and put on a little make up.
When she was finished she leaned against the counter with her
eyes closed and tried to calm herself for whatever ordeal was
ahead. Then she picked up her purse and went back out to the
cramped living room.
The first thing that she noticed was that the four men were
dressed now.
Joe took her purse from her and put it with the rest of their
stuff and then he reattached her collar, fastening her back to
the bed. She noticed that there was now a sheet on the bed, but
she knew it was not for her comfort.
The four men had begun sipping on beers again. Susan curled up on
the bed in the fetal position, showing as little of her nude body
as possible. She didn't know what they were waiting for, but the
idea that they were waiting for something to happen was scary,
because she knew that whatever it was, it was going to happen to
her.

Chapter Eleven

Just before noon she heard several vehicles pulling up and
parking out front. There were a lot of car doors opening and
closing, and although the men outside were talking quietly, she
could tell that there were a lot men.
Joe went to the door and let them in. Susan was terrified and
really didn't want to look up, but she had to see. She looked
towards the door and was shocked to see so many black men that
she couldn't count them.
She heard Joe greeting one of them and she recognized the voice.
She looked back up and saw the clerk from the adult book store.
She also saw the predatory looks on the faces of the men that
were beginning to gather around her. She heard the obscene
comments, though she could only understand about half of them.
Then she saw two men come out of the crowd with large,
professional looking video cameras. She knew what was going to
happen, or at least she knew that they were all going to rape her
and that it would be recorded. That was all that she needed to
know.
They didn't start with her though. First Joe introduced the
cameras to Lanny and she heard him describe what had happened
last night. It was a brief description, but it was enough that
she learned that this was all Lanny's fault. She heard Joe
describe how Lanny had brought her into the club after he drugged
her and showed her off and more or less turned her over to the
four men that were responsible for all of the terrible things had
happened to her since.
She looked at Lanny in disbelief. She wanted him to deny it, but
she could see by his face that it was true. She whispered,
"Lanny! How could you!"
But he wouldn't look at her. He couldn't look at her.
After filming Lanny and the story of how the young couple had
come to be here, the cameras turned to Susan. Joe ordered her to
straighten out so that they could see her sweet body. Her first
reaction was still to refuse. But then she remembered just what
her situation was and that the option of refusing had been pretty
much beaten and raped out of her last night. So she uncurled and
lay on her back. The men had spread out around the bed now and
they were getting undressed as they shared lewd comments about
her sweet, beautiful body.
Joe was a little disappointed because he wanted to be more
involved. This was his major fantasy, and he would have loved to
be directing or working a camera. But he had been forced to
accept the reality of the situation and now he was staying out of
the way and nursing an already very hard erection as he watched
the men about to devour the housewife that he had brought down so
low. When he had met her last night she had been so shy, so nave,
so very conservative. He was so fucking turned on right now he
was sorry that he couldn't fuck her.
Susan watched the cameras pan around to show the men who were
about to rape her as they were undressing. Now that they were
more spread out she was able to get a pretty good count of them.
Not counting the camera men there were twenty-four of them. And
as they took their clothes off she could see why most of them had
been chosen. Every one of them was apparently very well endowed.
Hands started reaching down and moving over her body. The men
were not here to make love. They were very rough. They pinched
and pulled and twisted every part of her that they could reach,
making her cry out in pain. They didn't wait around long. One of
them got on top of her and paused long enough to run his tongue
through her still very tight slit for a moment. She could only
assume that he was doing it to torment her, she knew that her
wellbeing was not on anyone's mind in this room, maybe not even
Lanny!''
Still, she was glad that he provided the moisture; she knew that
she was dry down there. She was much too afraid of what was about
to happen to be lubricating.
Then it started, to the accompanying cheers and jeers of the men
crowded around. The first of them moved over her and put his long
cock in her and started fucking her hard. He grabbed the chain
that held her to the bed and used it to lift her head and force
his lips over hers and explore her mouth with his tongue.
She listened to the crowd of men of all ages and descriptions
that were cheering him on in the most obscene way. The fucking
got more and more violent until he tensed up and while calling
her all kinds of nasty names he filled her with cum. Then he got
off quickly and she was turned over and pulled up onto her hands
and knees.
Then it started. Two at a time for nearly two hours they took her
front and rear. The men's hot, slimy cum was running down her
thighs in streams and pooling between them. Some of the men
pulled out of her and shot their rivers of cum over her back and
she could feel it congealing there.
Their cocks were all so large and she was in so much pain and the
camera was careful to record that as well.
The first two men that fucked her mouth tried to push their large
cocks into her throat, but they just wouldn't go. It hurt like
hell, she actually wished that they would go down into her throat
just so that the violent ramming would stop, but she just
couldn't take them. The third man that fucked her mouth was
smaller though, and soon after he started his cock was slamming
into her throat. Apparently that opened her throat up, because
after that, all of them went down her throat, no matter how long
or how fat they were.
The pain in her pussy had built up, getting worse with every
violent rape. But after a while, she didn't know how many men,
she started getting numb. They didn't notice of course, though
they noticed that her cries and pleas were diminishing and they
were not happy about it.
After the men had all cum in Susan, they stopped filming for a
while. To Susan's great relief, the men started dressing and most
of them left. But not all of them left. Six of them remained,
including the three from last night.
Susan curled back up in a ball and waited for whatever was going
to happen next. Since six of them were sitting around, still
naked and sipping on a beer, and the cameras were still here, she
knew that her suffering wasn't over. She didn't realize at first
that one of the cameras was still filming her, and the other was
pointed at Lanny, who was sitting in his chair with tears running
down his cheeks.
Susan looked at him closer and saw that he had been roughed up a
little while she had been getting gang raped. She didn't feel
sorry for him in the least.
The men finished their drinks and gathered around her again. She
was turned back over on her stomach and her wrists were secured
with ropes to the corners of the bed. One of the men started to
get behind her again and then he moved back and spoke quietly to
Joe.
Joe left the room and came back with a couple of dirty towels
which were tossed down onto the puddle of cum on the mattress.
The man then got back up on the bed and started running his hands
over her ass. He moved closer and slid his cock into her still
wet and sloppy cunt. But only for a minute, then he pulled out
and spread the cheeks of her ass and started forcing his huge
cock into her last virgin hole.
She screamed in pain and as she did she saw the camera pointed
right at her face to capture her pain and her screams for the
audience. But she was past caring now. Her entire world now
centered on the pain in her impossibly stretched hole.
She screamed and she begged and then she screamed some more, and
they loved it. The men that were now waiting their turns in her
ass were laughing and joking and urging him to fuck her harder.
She knew that she must be getting torn apart back there. The pain
was worse than anything that she had every experienced. She
thought that she would surely die from this. Some of that
moisture running down her thighs must be her blood now.
The rapist forced his cock in as hard and as fast as he could. He
purposely made it as painful for her as he could.
She prayed that she would pass out; she couldn't take it any
longer. But she never did. She was aware of every painful,
forceful, violent thrust into her ravaged ass.
It seemed to go on and on. He had already taken her once today
and his staying power was impressive. The pain seemed to be all
that was left in her life now. It is the only thing that she was
aware of. It didn't even matter that he had started to slap her
ass roughly as he fucked her. All that mattered was the huge
black cock that was being used on her like a weapon.
She was so wrapped up in the pain that she almost didn't notice
when he came in her ass and one of his friends took his place
immediately. It went on and on until they had all taken her ass
and stretched it out so far that as they looked at it from the
back and joked among themselves they were sure that it would
never close properly again.
She thought that they were probably right.
But it was over now. They were getting dressed and getting ready
to leave. Well, it wasn't quite over. The two camera men both
fucked her throat before they released her wrists and let her go
to the bathroom finally.
After all of the black men had finally left, Joe and his three
friends were incredibly horny. But they didn't want to fuck a
slut that had just been gang raped by more than twenty men. So
she sucked them off one last time.
Then they finally released her. They didn't let her clean up this
time. But they let her and Lanny both get dressed.
Joe already had their names and their address, but before he let
them leave he made them give him their email address so that he
could send them copies of all of the pictures that had been taken
in the last two days.
When they had there things together, Henry took them back to the
motel where their truck was parked. They got in their truck and
as soon as Henry drove away, Lanny tried to take Susan into his
arms and say something.
She didn't know what he was going to say, she didn't give him a
chance. She slapped him so hard that by the end of the afternoon
he had a black eye.
Susan fumed all the way home. It was a long forty minute drive
and Lanny kept trying to talk. Sometimes he tried to apologize,
sometimes he tried to tell her that he was just trying to get her
to loosen up, be more of a wife and not such a fucking prude.
He should have kept his mouth shut, he would have been better
off.
When they finally got to their house she went to their bedroom
and tossed all of his belongings out into the hallway. He took up
residence in the spare bedroom and she stayed by herself in her
room, trying to decide what to do with herself, with her life.
She wanted to call the police, but the idea of telling them
everything that had happened was just more than she could stand.
She realized that she didn't love Lanny anymore, and now that she
had time to think it over, she wasn't sure that she ever had.
But she didn't want to go home to her father and admit that he
had been right and that she had married beneath herself just to
make him mad. So she stayed in her room for the entire week,
coming out only when Lanny was at work.
In a couple of days she checked her email and found a flood of
emails from Joe. She didn't know why she opened them, but she
did. The pictures had started when they were still in the club.
That whole part of the evening had been a blank to her. Now she
saw pictures of herself sitting between Joe and his friends and
being tickled and exposed to what was at times a large crowd of
men. And after each exposure, they had apparently taken great
pleasure in fondling her as they returned her breasts to their
proper position in the tiny dress she was wearing.
And in most of those pictures from the club, Lanny was sitting
there watching and grinning like a fucking idiot!
The next pictures were from the motel. There were not a lot taken
there, just a few of her stripping and getting shaved and then
explored by the four men. Lanny wasn't in these, but she knew he
must have been there.
The next were some of the worst. They were from the book store
when she had been raped by the black men for the first time, and
posed with them afterwards. She had started to come out from
under the effects of the drugs by then and she remembered quite a
bit of this shocking and traumatic event. She remembered being
undressed and she remembered the rapes.
She remembered Lanny being forced to pose with black cocks in his
mouth and how sorry for him she had felt, even though she was
being forced to pose in the same disgusting manner.
The next series of pictures were from Joe's trailer. They just
kept getting nastier and nastier. There were pictures of the
rapes and of her first actual blowjobs.
But the worst pictures were not included. The worst pictures were
the gang bang movie. Joe's last email informed her that the disk
would be delivered to her home by the clerk from the book store,
and that she could imagine how she was going to pay him for
making the trip all the way to her home.
That was the last straw. Susan packed up and was in a cab to the
airport by noon. She was on the next plane home, and she never
spoke to Lanny again. Her father arranged for the divorce.
The only lasting effect of that weekend, aside from the end of
her marriage, was a sudden strong desire to slip out of the house
from time to time and find a few nice black men to party with.
Lanny, on the other hand, hardly goes out at all anymore. He
drinks a lot now. They are starting to notice at work and it
looks like they might have to let him go.
Instead of going out, he sits at home in the evening and looks at
all of the pictures that Joe emailed him and masturbates. Or he
watches one of the two movies that Susan starred in.
Sometimes his old drinking buddy Frank comes over and they split
a twelve pack of beer and watch Susan's two movies and they both
beat off.
Joe had contacted him a week after that weekend. He had tried to
blackmail Lanny and Susan into coming back to his trailer. But
once he found out that Susan had left town he never contacted
Lanny again.

THE END
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